We're Bus Boys Again

It was very, very dark at 5:30 am. It was too dark to shave. In fact, it was quite difficult just making sure the room was emptied of our belongings. Dawn slowly approached over the Indian Ocean. People had suggested we go to the road by 6 o'clock to make sure we catch the scheduled 6:30 am bus as it goes by. We did and it did. We road back to Monaragula but it took longer going back. Still, when getting to the familiar station there, we didn't need to wait very long.

We were quickly able to board a bus to Mahiyangana. The travel was north and a bit east towards the mountains. There is a temple to see here and there's an aboriginal village only 12 kilometres away. We will stay a few nights. A tuk-tuk guy brought us to the Soraboraweva Village Inn. It seems to be run by twelve boys. I'm writing this in a covered area in the front of our door. It's raining out . . . and the staff are working to correct an electrical fault that is preventing us from turning on the room lights.