Sri Lanka - Bombs & Realisations

“Bombs on Galle Rd, 5 ppl died 30 min bf u had gone. Take good care. Philip”. It was the SMS that made me realize who were the most important people in my life. To make things simple, in case my bus had the same faith, I texted my sister, Eric and Jonno, telling them where I am, what happened and what to do, in case. I felt like I was writing a goodbye note. You’ve got a experience it to know how it feels. It was a tense ride. Took 6 hrs, instead of the usual 3 hrs due to road diversions and constant security checks. The monk and I get spared the body searches.


My Sri Lankan trip was no different from the way I always travel – getting the kicks from the variety and extremes. The first part, being solitary, balancing, reflecting, non-alcoholic, non-smoking, the second part turning itself on its head. Beach parties, salsa, dancing till wee morning hours, fancy cocktails and dinner parties, beach volleyball, surfers’ cafés and these abs, people, interesting people, new friends.

What is different this time is a simple realization: I do not want to travel alone anymore. I’m ready for a partner in crime, to magnify the joy by sharing it with a real person. Only then comes my blog. :).