Day 3

This second plane trip from Doha to Colombo was absolute purgatory.

Everything ached, it was boiling hot and there was no WiFi.


How I missed our dalliance with business class.


Still we eventually landed and was greeted by another tour leader - who seemed very chipper - the kind of person who would see any catastrophe as an opportunity to grow - I’ve got my eye on him…..


It was a 45 minute coach ride to the hotel and we had our first view of the chaos of Southern Asia .


Tuk Tuks, motor bikes, bikes, buses, cars, lorrys and people just going wherever they bloody felt like it, surrounding our coach with a cacophony of horns and shouts.


Blimey.


Still our hotel room looked nice and we actually have a view of the sea!!!








After I’d waited and paid for our suitcases to be brought up, it was time for a bit of kip - 23 hours awake and we were both knackered!!


We decided that we’d get up at 3pm but when the alarm went off quickly agreed that 4pm would be better….


At 4 we went out dressed in our skanky travel clothes and did some souvenir shopping as well as buy the cheapest bottled water known to man.


For Hattie, we got it from here.



And for Kieren, there’s potential in every holiday.



Back at the hotel we showered and put on the mosquito repellent that Joss described as “chip fat oil”. No wonder the mosquitoes don’t like it.


It’s only when you see the moon like this that you fully realise you’re so so far away.



We met up with the tour outside the hotel and went with them to the cricket cafe, full of memorabilia and more importantly, Lion beer. 











We even got 2 rounds free from the tour operator which went down well with my burger while Joss had bolognaise.


We sat with Karen and Rob and had a few laughs and beers before getting a bloody extortionate uber home - I think it was £3 including tip.


Joss (rightly) retired for the night but I was keen to see the rooftop bar with pool and the views were spectacular.







Rob and Karen joined me then Karen went to her room whilst Rob and I drank past midnight - it’s what holidays are for, aren’t they?


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