With the busy city and an interesting train journey behind me it was time to put my attention on a new town, Galle, the home of an old Dutch fort at the south western tip of Sri Lanka. I read that you could “see the sights in a day trip” or “stop on your way to Unawatuna”, but I’m tired of moving around and wanted to pay the town a proper visit. Unsure of accommodation I booked my first nights stay at Peddlars Hostel inside the fort and figured after arriving I’d decide of the town was worth an extra nights stay.
Although I was generally unprepared for my trip to Sri Lanka, as in I kind of just showed up and assumed I’d figure it all out as I went along, I managed to pull things together quickly. I fell into a habit of reading travel blogs pertaining to my plans a day or two before I actually executed them. This came in handy, as the blogs were recently written and therefore more up to date than most travel books. After giving Colombo a fighting chance, passing a day and a half between the parks, museums and chaotic bizarre I was ready to head south.
To be quite honest I have no idea where my desire to travel to this country originated, but it festered and grew for nearly 3 years. In a sense it's a cleaner, safer, smaller India and having always had that country on my radar it seemed like the perfect test drive.