Taking the train to Galle- the fort city, was as easy as pie. Well, I say that now, but if it hadnt of been for the local man who took me off the train going east to Kandy, and putting me on the right train going south, this blog would be a lot different now. One thing i noticed about Sri Lanka, is that the people are so friendly. They are genuinely friendly, not looking for money friendly. I walked to the station close to my hostel and with just one bag with me it was super convenient in the 30 degree heat. I first met the man- Jenta, when we chatted entering the station together. I paid 100rupees or 50c for a ticket for the 3 hour journey and proceeded to buy some water and a bakery treat for the ride. I lost him. I went and sat on the train i assumed he got on (he was going to Galle too) but minutes before the train left for Kandy, he found me and we laughed as he reminded me that this was a different train and I needed to get off immediately. Luckily, as soon as i stepped off the train, it was gone in the blink of an eye. We sat together on the train to Galle and chatted a bit but he wasnt annoyingly talkative like I was hoping, as this was one journey i wanted to really take in. He pointed out the window as we drove along the coast right on the oceans edge. I was utterly shcoked that i think my jaw actually dropped when i saw the view. Now i knew why this was such a reccomended journey.
When i got to Galle, the man appeared again beside me on his bicycle making sure i knew my way into the forts main gate. Then he was gone! I headed towards the lighthouse and walked around the small town which was orinally built by the dutch, it had so much history and character, all of which i was looking for. Locals greeted me as i wandered around the narrow cobbled streets admiring the view. I had a rooftop lunch at the recommended cafe of Mamas Rooftop Cafe which had a beautiful view and delicious Sri Lankan Curries. I then took a tuk tuk driver up on his offer to show me around and then take me the rest of the way to Unawatuna where i would stay two nights. For 400rupees or about 2euros, he showed me the sights including the historical buildings in the fort, the scenic view overlooking jungle beach, the japanese pagoda and even gave me some sound advice about Unawatunas 'Beach Boys' as he stopped to buy me a bag of fresh lychees.
Unawatuna was known to have had its hey day a few years back, before the beach was ruined by property developers and such, but it wasnt the world beach id ever seen. I spent the afternoon wandering the beach and had some food at a beach restaurant at sunset. It was pretty dead everywhere considering the low season so i headed back and ended up chatting with my british room mates Maia and Rianne and making plans with them for the next day.
Unawatuna was known to have had its hey day a few years back, before the beach was ruined by property developers and such, but it wasnt the world beach id ever seen. I spent the afternoon wandering the beach and had some food at a beach restaurant at sunset. It was pretty dead everywhere considering the low season so i headed back and ended up chatting with my british room mates Maia and Rianne and making plans with them for the next day.
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