lunatic

Early morning I jumped on a bus from Dambulla back to Kandy, on my way down to the south coast, getting bored of rain and mist, even though I don´t really need sand between my tows, but mud, humid highland climate, sticky clothes, messy shot, more Buddhas, more...

hilly

Slowly and carefully Sri Lanka and me are catching up. After the rough and challenging trick school of Colombo, thank you for this lesson, truly, feeling arbitrary unwelcome, abandoned the idle awareness of the last weeks, months in Southeast Asia, I learn to play...