Sun 10/01/10 21:25

Our initial plan completed we now needed to go get the stuff that we couldn’t bring with us. There were things that we needed to know the sizes, or maybe we didn’t have space in our bags, whatever the reason we were going to buy the items here. So we broke up into two groups. One of the groups would go into town and buy sporting goods and recreational stuff, and the other group would head into a bigger town, I think it was called Kumbalwela… but I could be wrong, for mostly clothing. I went with the group that was going to Kumbalwela.

Generally speaking it was a fun trip. We took a bus there and although it was something like 50 kilometers, it took us about two hours. The ride was through the mountains, along roads that were bordered on one side by a mountain and the other side by a cliff with no guardrails. There were places that technically there wasn’t any road, and other places where a rockslide blocked part of it. So needless to say it took us awhile to go where we needed to go. (I should mention this trip, and maybe a little bit before was where I started to feel like I didn’t belong with the group. This feeling would eventually end up causing problems later on.) Along the way we saw monkeys and a huge waterfall.

It took us a while to finally get the room situation worked out. Last night we had decided to split up between two hotels, but this morning we found a nice little hotel just out of town that could accommodate all of us. So with a little help from a van driver we moved all our stuff to the Little Rose Hotel.

After that we headed into the village to get a bite to eat. You have to imagine this village, remember that Sri Lanka is a poor country, and the village we were staying at is poor by Sri Lankan standards. To be honest though, it is what I like. I’m not sure why, but for some reason it seems like people are “real” in places that aren’t wealthy.

After we ate we headed to the orphanage to distribute the goods that we brought with us, and to meet the children. This is the first time that I’ve ever done anything like this before and I was feeling a little nervous. It wasn’t long after we got there that I was really enjoying myself. The children were fantastic. There were only boys, and not all of them were orphans, but they were all really fun to be around. They loved to shake hands, and really loved cameras. Some of the kids would stand in front of me and pretend to take a picture, so I’d take a picture but they kept doing it. They were only satisfied with taking one for themselves. I wish I would have brought my old camera with me to leave for them.
  

After a couple of days in Colombo the rest of the group from Dubai arrived and we headed to Wellawaya. This is the village that has the orphanage in it and it is where we expect to be staying for the majority of the time we’re here. What can I say about a trip through Sri Lanka? I mean, first I feel incredibly fortunate to even be here, let alone have the fun of taking a bus to the mountain village that we are going to be working in. It’s on the long trips that I actually feel like I’m seeing some important parts of a country.

We stopped a couple of times for photos and for lunch. One time we stopped at a small mining operation where about 3 guys were working away. While taking pics of the mine I noticed this poor dog. I felt so sorry for it.

We got into Wellawaya after dark and tried to get to our room. It’s funny how difficult some things can be when there is a language barrier. We thought that we had reservations at two hotels, but it turns out we didn’t. Then we were looking for one hotel that was listed in Lonely Planet called Holiday Inn (no, not a real holiday inn), and the owner of the hotel we were at kept saying that his hotel was called that, but it’s been renamed. This worked for a little while until we actually found the Holiday Inn about a kilometer away.  Not that the Holiday Inn was really any better. Regardless, we managed to find places to stay before heading to the orphanage in the morning.

So it’s my second morning in Colombo, to be more accurate it’s the January 1, 2010, and I’m sitting at the restaurant part of the hotel we’re staying at waiting for breakfast to be served. It’s nice here. It’s an open-air room with a nice breeze blowing through. Last night I had hopes of spending the holiday on the beach drinking… much like I did last year in Laos. The one thing that I didn’t know is that there is a ban on alcohol until midnight here. It just doesn’t make sense but you can’t drink or buy alcohol until 12 am. And from about 8 pm on, we just didn’t want to believe what we had been told, so we traveled around the city looking for someplace that would serve us some sort of alcohol. We ended up at about 11 back in our hotel talking, too tired to go anywhere at 12.

Well, it looks like I’m not going to have Internet access at all while I’m in Sri Lanka, which is unfortunate, but not at all unexpected. As long as I keep writing it should be okay. I feel a little bad for people that didn’t know that I would be in Sri Lanka and have emailed me. I mean there’s not much I can do if I can’t check my email.

As I finish this entry it’s actually the 2nd, a day after I started it, so bear with my, I’m writing from memory. The rest of my day I first went down to the beach and walked as far as I could in one direction. The beach, or rather the water here is really nice. It’s the Indian Ocean, it’s warm, and has some decent waves, so basically it’s nice. There is though a significant portion of the beach that I was on that is lined by slums, and packed with trash.

After I went for my walk along the beach, I met up with Jim and Sareh for a trip to a big temple on the far side of the city, but first we were going to go to a souvenir shop. We had so much fun at the shop that we never did go to the temple. I mean, I love temples, but I feel like I’ve seen so many of them and since I’m not religious I don’t get the same feelings that others get from seeing any place of worship. If you read the blog where I was in Jordan, it was the same thing. It’s nice to see something that is significant to a large group of people, like the place that Jesus was baptized, but it just doesn’t have the same meaning to me as to true Catholics. Instead of the temple we went and had some drinks and ate a small meal. After being denied alcohol yesterday, it seemed somewhat important to drink today. I we did. We started at about 4, then at about 6 went back to the hotel to change and then we headed back and had dinner over the beach at about 8. I didn’t take my camera on the second leg of the journey, but it was nice.

So like I do every time I head out for some new destination I find a spot somewhere in the airport to write my thoughts before I board the plane. It’s becoming a tradition.

Right now it’s 930 and my flight leaves for Sri Lanka at 11 so I’ve got about a hour before they start boarding the plane. I can’t wait, it seems like a long time since I’ve been out of Dubai and to be honest the lack of traveling has been bringing me down more than I’d like to admit. This trip will be a little bit strange from my normal “backpacking” adventures, I don’t know if strange is the right word, maybe different is more accurate since I’m technically not going to Sri Lanka to sightsee, but to volunteer. I’m going with the same group that I went to Cameroon with last June… only this time I’m hoping that there won’t be any snags getting into the country like before.

Like I said in the beginning of this entry, it’s a tradition that I make my first entry of the actual trip here in the Dubai airport, but that still doesn’t give me a lot of things to talk about. In other words, I can’t think of anything to say right now, except to say that I looking forward to seeing Sri Lanka.

Like before, and I don’t know if I need to keep saying this, but I don’t expect there to be anyone reading my blog. It turned out that last summer, the last blog if you’re trying to keep them in order, a good friend in Texas didn’t even check up on me during the summer. So, if she isn’t reading it’s really doubtful that anyone else is either. Oh well.

Wed 23/12/09 23:57

Well, this winter break I’m joining up with the same group that I did for my summer trip to Cameroon. I say joining up, but the truth is, is that I’m a member so I’ve already joined. This winter we’re heading to Sri Lanka for about 10 days. I probably will have to leave a little bit earlier to be able to get back in time to prepare for the next semester, but I’ll still be there for about 8 days.

The tickets are purchased and I think I’m ready to go. There is one possible snag though. I didn’t really pay attention to the dates of the trip too closely, and since the timings of the trip cut into a school rule that I must be back one week prior to the start of the semester, I need approval from the provost. I sent in the request last week and still haven’t heard anything back. I’d hate to miss the trip because of a minor technicality like that.

So if everything goes right, I get my “ok” I’ll be leaving on December 30 for Colombo, Sri Lanka.