Tsunami day – a memory from Sri Lanka

Imagine, its 4:30am, 26th December and you wake up on the floor in a fisherman’s house on the Sri Lankan coast. It is still pitch black, with only candles lighting up the room. The smell of the smoke of burning wood comes from the kitchen. Don’t remember booking this holiday package? Oh yeah, it was a failed attempt to sleep on the beach in a shelter for fishing nets. You and your friend got discovered by Chamil and then invited to stay with his family for the night. Continue reading