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Tea Plantation

February 9, 2008

Helen – We left the house at 7:30 am for the tea plantation just outside Deniyaya.  Kanthi thought it best if we hired a driver since we wouldn’t be able to read signs or ask for directions.  She found a Tuk-Tuk driver from the university to take us.  He came a little late and then we had to go back to his house because he forgot the directions and phone numbers.  How’s that for a good start??  He wasn’t used to an automatic transmission and had a little trouble on the switchback mountain roads being in the wrong gear or going too fast in the gear he was using.  Tom finally had to explain it to him though he didn’t know English very well so who knows what he comprehended.  He drove like a bat out of hell and I was thankful that I was in the back seat.  

The scenery was lovely once we got out of the city and started going inland.  We went through several smaller towns and they all seem the same: congested and dirty with nothing I wanted to stop and see.  The distance covered was about 50 miles and took us over 2 hours; I will leave the rest to your imagination.  Dr. Kamala (don’t get confused with our house agent) the owner of the first smaller tea plantation is a very good family friend of Kanthi’s husband; both husbands had gone to school together when they were young.  Therefore, Kanthi had asked her to show us her plantation and property before continuing to the tea factory.  When we arrived she had a lovely tea table set with cheese, biscuits, bananas, and local sweets.  She didn’t speak English very much though she could read and understand it very well.  She had no one to practice speaking with and therefore felt inadequate using it with us.  Her husband (also a physician with a clinic in town) had asked another friend, Nicki, who previously worked in the tourist trade and spoke English, if he would be available to spend the day with us and he did. 

While we had our refreshments, Nicki explained that Dr. Kamala had a small clinic at the end of her driveway to serve the locals with their medical needs.  She is considered quite the gardener and is responsible for cultivating the tea harvest along with many other agricultural endeavors. Many of the smaller plantations harvest tea leaves and then sell them to the local factories to be processed.  She plants black pepper trees and clove trees in with the tea bushes to shade them and thus has another product for income.  She also cultivates cardamom, cinnamon trees, several orange trees, wood apples (nothing even close to our apple!!), mangos, papayas, and herbs.  I am sure that I have forgotten several of the other crops.  She showed us how she devised a watering ditch system for the garden and took us to the fresh water well which was fed from a natural spring.  There we found her pet tortoise which at the moment was the size of a large coconut.  They are expected to live 300 years (ok, Heather, who is going to take care of Fred after the next 60??)  She also showed us pictures of her dogs.  There were 4: a tiger Boxer, a German Shepherd, a pomp Marian, and a brown one with a white chest.  Nicki said that she treats them better than most people do their children, so we were surprised to see them in separate cages and not near each other.

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Do you see the chameleon?

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Near the garden they are building a new house for their daughter who is in medical school.  I asked if she was engaged…of course not, but you have to plan ahead for the dowry.  On first glance the house looked great with the wooden inserts above the windows and doors for ventilation but inside you noticed how lacking the electrical and plumbing systems are.  The kitchen was therefore also very primitive according to our standards.  The bedrooms were small with only one electrical outlet per room.  Her 83-year-old mother was staying in one of the bedrooms at this time.

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Nicki was now going to take us to the Hanford Tea Plantation Factory while she prepared lunch for us.  We never expected such gracious hospitality.  She is a very warm, vivacious person and I wish that we were able to communicate better. 

The tea factory was just a short distance away. Some of the early pictures in the office dated back to 1926.  The tea plantations were originally privately owned and operated, then they were nationalized but production fell because people felt separated from their crops.  The plantations were then privatized again with the smaller ones growing, picking and selling their leaves to the bigger factory for processing.  This is the slow season therefore we were the only visitors on tour. 

Tea country

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Tea planters

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Tea harvesters

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The assistant manager gave us a personal tour and explained the operations.  In a nutshell: the leaves are brought in fresh and green to be weighed and recorded at the entrance.  The leaves then go to the upper level where they are spread on 100 foot long wire mesh tables with fans blowing on them to extract moisture.  This takes about 2 hours. Then the leaves are dropped through a shute to the level below where they go through a spinning/grinding press for 20 minutes to twist the leaves.  This process is repeated at least two more times to twist the leaves and extract moisture.  Next they go to a conveyer belt which takes them through the heater to dry them.  Afterwards, the leaves are sorted from the stems before they are graded into at least 8 categories.  They are bagged and labeled and sent to auction in Colombo.  We were given a kilo of tea as a present and all this was done free of charge!!!  They were very nice to us. 

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Our next stop was to Nicki’s brother-in-law’s house where his young wife prepared tea for us.   He is the youngest manager of a tea factory.  I think Nicki thought we might want to see another factory but there was an accident and his brother-in-law only stopped in to say hello and had to leave.  We were not disappointed.  Their house was directly opposite the factory because it was good practice to have the manager close by to oversee the factory.  It was a very modest (tiny and sparsely furnished) home for a man of his position. The room where we sat only had four caned arm chairs, a buffet, and a table on the side which their daughter used as a desk.  We were presented with another gift of tea from this factory. 

Returning to Kamala’s house, lunch was ready and we were hungry.  She prepared everything with Tom’s tummy in mind and we thoroughly enjoyed every single entrée.  Nicki and the driver also ate with us but Kamala did not.  She sat at the table with me and we tried to carry on a conversation such as it was.  We had papayas with lime juice for dessert as well as curd (like a yogurt) with a sweet honey mixture.  When it was time to leave, she had a goody bag for Kanthi and another one for us which consisted of wood apples and another fruit similar to persimmon in taste but with a hard shell along with king coconuts, and tea (surprise!).  We hugged several times and were sad to say good-bye.  I really would have enjoyed talking with her!! 

We stopped at Nicki’s humble abode on the way into town.  It was a two room house on top of another hill.  The outside kitchen was fueled with firewood under a lean-to of sorts.  His wife is a teacher in the primary grades in town and now that he is not working with the tourist trade, he is Mister Mom.  They have two daughters; one six and one 16 months.  He does the washing (carries water from local water outlet) and child care but his wife cooks when she returns home.  In the morning they use a gas burner because it takes too long to use the outdoor kitchen but it is too expensive to use for larger meals. 

Nicki was constantly telling us how he is Catholic and happy to be able to help us that day since it was Saturday and his wife was not working.  He was happy to accommodate the doctor (Kamala’sside with the birds, animals, and plants.  He would not sell the land to the water tower agency and so they had to build it a little lower on the hill.  We stopped at the Catholic Church, St. Joseph, where his father is buried.  It was humble but nice with a few stained glass windows and was in the process of being repaired.

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Nicki continued with us into town to meet Kamala’s husband at his clinic and then we were off to find Kiruwananaganga Falls – about 100 ft wide and 100 ft high (coming down in layers).  The road was really bad and if we hadn’t been able to ask directions several times to be sure we were going in the right direction, I am sure that Tom would have turned back.  The falls were worth the effort and lots of water was flowing over the top even though this wasn’t the rainy season.  At one time there were seven steps to the falls but now only four remained because of gem prospectors.

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We then went back to town to meet the doctor and Nicki’s family.  Kamala’s husband (name?) seemed like another great person, though we were only able to shake hands and smile at each other.  Saying our goodbyes, Tom gave Nicki a little something ($20, about a week’s wages) for his guiding efforts and he was very thankful.  He was very helpful though he talked non-stop, repeating things several times to be sure we “got it” and would say “remember” before repeating something one more time.  It was nice to have the quiet once we dropped him off. 

There was one more stop before heading home.  We wanted to see the Rock Temple in Kotapola which we thought was just on the side of the road.  Wrong, what we saw was the entrance, a steep road with many sharp switch backs (where the driver had trouble with the transmission) had to be negotiated to get to the temple area.  When we reached the top you could smell something burning, Tom thought the transmission!  The driver waited in the parking lot while we took off our shoes and climbed the steep stairs to the cave temple.  Inside a large reclining Buddha rested with eyelids half closed and the curtains drawn around him.  Once again the inside of the temple was richly painted.  We continued to the next level where a pointed dome (dagoba or stupa) is erected to house the holy relics.  Rushing down we were anxious to be on the road and to hopefully return to Matara before nightfall.  Our driver was more careful on the return trip but he increased his speed as we got closer to home.  Night had fallen when we were in the city and again it reminded us why we don’t like to drive at night.  The street lights (those that exist) are not very bright, bikes have no lights, some motorcycles don’t use theirs, and people run into the road trying to cross wherever they can and I hold my breath.   We had cold left over salads for dinner and just collected our nerves before going to bed.

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Beach Encounters, Snake and New Cell Phone

February 8, 2008

Tom – Each morning I take my digital camera hooked in a belt around my waist as we do our beach walk.  There is something new to take a picture of EVERYDAY!  I like to take pictures of people who are physically active.  The first picture today was that of a soccer player stretching before his jog on the beach.  It turned out he was a regional player and the brother of our police detective!  The second picture is of a hostel (we think) where every morning someone waves to us while cooking or brushing his teeth.  The third picture is that of two young men who were training to do the physical tests that are necessary to become a policeman.  

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 Helen – This  morning I was scared by a 4-5 foot brown garden snake.  It was sunning itself by the outside shower stall.  There are some pretty big bushes there to privatize the shower area from the neighbors and I think he lives in there.  The storm had brought some of the branches down over the walkway.  Thank heavens I didn’t walk that way because I would have walked right over it.  This is all part of the food chain here, the snake goes into the pond to eat the frogs, remember the one that jumped on Tom’s back?  The owner cut those bushes back over the weekend. 

When Tom came home from the office we went into town to buy another cell phone.  Since we disconnected the first stolen phone (and left the second stolen phone working just in case) he was able to reinstate the same phone number on this phone.  I am going to summarize the phone development here even though it didn’t really finish until Monday night.  We recharged the phone but still were not able to use it until Saturday night when we tried calling the kids.  Sunday evening the police investigator came over to our house to give us an update on our case.  They wanted to send an officer to Colombo to check with the four major mobile cell phone companies to see if our phones were sold and then reactivated with another company.  I guess this is usually what happens.  He also had received a court order to have our cell company release our bill to see if anyone had used our phone.  This way we would not have to wait till the end of the month when the billings were mailed.  The police officer said he was not able to send this man now because he would have to requisition the order and that would take several weeks.  He thought of giving the money out of his pocket (?) but decided that wasn’t really a good idea so he asked us for the money.  He said he really wanted to help us get this resolved as quickly as possible (I guess it made the papers and his name was mentioned!!).  We figured that it would cost about $10 for the 8 hour round trip bus ride, the Tuk-Tuk transportation in the city and lunch.  It would easily be a 12 hour day so we gave him the money – and a few coconuts as a bonus.

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Jumped by a Cow!

February 6, 2008

Tom – I’m at the police station at 9am with Sarath, Chair of the PE Department, as my interpreter.   The electrician does not show, so I start making my complaint.  At 9:30 he does show with a lawyer.  So, I continue to make my complaint.  Almost all the critical information is on my typed sheet, however, we have to follow police procedures and the officer writes everything down in long hand in his “official book.”  There was only one typewriter and no computers in the police station.  I worked in my office in the afternoon and when I returned home got a phone call from the officer.  He surprised me by stating that the electrician was in jail – To Be Continued.

Helen – This is a little hard to believe.  We were at the university trying to get this SL7 out, had a torrential thunder storm and the power kept shutting off and me with it.  I went back to Tom’s office and asked if we could go home.  As usual, I wasn’t patient enough to wait for the rain to let up (as it was quite a long time) and we got drenched getting to the car.  Our road to our house is pretty bad in good weather and we were expecting a rough ride after the asphalt ended and the rutty dirt road began; not to mention that the dirt road is also downhill to the beach.  We were fearing the worst, but were surprised that we were able to maneuver pretty well until we got to our driveway.  Seems the tubes under it were plugged and a lot of the water coming down the hill was going into our driveway.  The driveway has a valley at the base where the car is parked under the carport roof and it was flooded.  We had to take off our shoes and wade to the front steps.  The water was ankle high.  The man from the hotel was already there unplugging the tubes but the water at the base has no where to go…wonder how long it will take to evaporate??  It didn’t take long at all!! There is a sewer line at the lowest point of the driveway and after the rain stopped the water washed away, I guess down the road to the beach.  Now we have to deal with clean up because the area is covered with mud!

While the storm was still going on, the cow and calf were separated on two different sides of the yard and the baby didn’t look too happy.  As the rain let up some, I first took the washed clothes off the line (had to re-rinse and spin) then went to move the mama to the baby.  Tom said leave them alone…nothing doing!!  I wade through the valley in the back yard to get to mama and begin to untie her lead.  I am facing away from her and with no warning she jumps up onto my back with her front hoofs on my shoulders.  Talk about scared and surprised!!!  I jumped forward and she fell off of me.  Tom was an amused bystander and wished he had the camera!!  He said just leave her there…but I was not going to stop now.  Sometimes, I wish I weren’t so hard headed and would mind my own business!!

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Happy 4th of February!

February 4, 2008

 Helen – This is their independence day, celebrating their split from England in 1948…funny that it should also fall on the 4th only this time six months different from ours.  Tom had to go into the university to catch up on his classes and I stayed home to clean the grout from the bathroom tile and floor where the new water heater was installed.  It looks to be a new added on bathroom and the grout was left to dry on the tiles and globs of it everywhere including the floor.  While Tom was showering I got on the computer to finish up some on the diary so he could send it off and while I was doing this, the caretaker scared me again by coming into the house unannounced and standing over me as I typed.  He can be spooky at times.

Sri Lankans enjoying their 4th

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This was also the day the carpenter was coming to put another lock on a set of doors, and the electrician was coming once again to try to fix the fan in the dining area, change a few light bulbs, and loosen a few sticky light switches.  I was watching them and running in and out of the bathroom trying to get both things done.  The electrician said that I needed another fuse for the fan and he had to go to get it…seems whenever he comes (this is the third time) he always has to leave to get more parts even though he is told ahead of time what he is going to work on.   He helped me hang the netting in the spare room (where we use the beds to lay out our loot) because I couldn’t reach the hooks without the ladder.  By noon they are done and gone and I am getting lunch ready for Tom.  He comes home and asks where my cell phone is.  I answer, wherever you left it after calling the girls last night.  He said, I left it on the table, did you move it??  Here we go again!!!  The cell phone is missing and so are two large plastic bags of candy which we brought here from the states for the children.  Reanalyzing the situation again, we see that Tom’s phone went missing when the electrician and ground keeper were in the house last week.  It seems to us that one of them took it.  Lots of phone calls back and forth with the owner of the house (they hired the electrician and carpenter) and it was decided that his worker from the dairy who speaks English would go to the police department the next morning to file a complaint and then bring them here (DOES THIS STORY SOUND FAMILIAR???).

We were to go to the physics professor’s (Kanthi) house for dinner that evening.  She called to confirm our plans when I told her what had happened.  She was quite upset, in fact, she called the lady (Kamala)who represents the owner and asks her to look in the ground keeper’s living quarters.  Kamala comes over by a tri-wheeler and goes into his sleeping quarters but cannot get into the kitchen area which is a separate room. We try calling my phone to see if it rings but the voice recording says that the party is unavailable now and to call back.  The phone must have been turned off and we never turn it off.  She leaves and when Tom returns he calls the owner again about having a report made and the police coming to the house the next morning…we think that it is settled.

That evening, Kanthi and her husband are really concerned about our location.  They said they had this concern as soon as they saw where we lived but rethought their objections when we told them we were supposed to have a security guard…which we don’t.  They call Kamala again that evening to confirm the plans for the morning. Things look even bleaker when we discover that there was a robbery in the little house across the road just last month when an Australian living there had the window broken and his camera and laptop taken.  Kanthi said that she would go to the police station with us the next morning and thank heavens she did.

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New Beaches

February 3, 2008

 Helen – Another easy relaxing day.  We decided not to go to St Mary’s church since we didn’t understand anything last week.  We miss St.Theresa in Colombo.  We went northwest today to visit two beaches, the closest being Marissa which is said to have some of the loveliest beaches and Welligama which is also a fishing port.  It didn’t take long to reach Welligama.  Parking the car under some trees, Tom paid a man to watch the car.  This beach had lots of shells and we spent some time looking for the ones we have been collecting.  The beach also had lots of multicolored fishing boats with nets drying around them.  We stopped by one boat and the man gave me a lesson on how to fix the torn nets.  I remember my mother knowing how to make net bags for carrying things…but then she knew everything!!

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There was a small island just off the shore and when the tide was low you could walk out to the small bridge to get on.  I don’t know what it is used for but there was a house up there.  The people swimming in the water always amaze me.  The women are dressed in their blouses and skirts while the men are in Bermuda shorts.  Even on our beach I will not walk in a bathing suit…shorts and tank top are about as daring as I get.  If I plan to swim, I wear my bathing suit but don’t lie on the beach in it.  It was pretty hot so we didn’t stay very long there and we decided not to swim there either.  We had a big breakfast of French toast, fruit, coffee, and juice so we weren’t too hungry for lunch.

Drove back toward Marissa and found another beach which was really the eastern end of Welligama.  There were lots more shells there and it looked like a sailing regatta was taking place out in the ocean.  While I sorted through shells, Tom walked toward the sailing area.  He can tell you more about that.

Tom – I walked to where a Laser sailboat had just left the beach to join the regatta and struck up a conversation with three Sri Lankans who were sitting in a jeep drinking.  It seems two of them Vish and Duhan had a business called Ceylon Sea Anglers and were supplying the safety boat for the regatta.  We chatted for awhile and I mentioned that I had recently written a book on learning to sail.  Vish convinced me that he really wanted my book.  I told him I would drive back (half hour one-way) to Matara to get one for him if he were serious.  He said yes; so I figured I could drive Helen back, shower and return with a book for Vish and another for someone who might be interested from the regatta.

 

When I returned the regatta was over and they were loading the safety boat onto the trailer.  Vish was acting a little strange, so I asked him if he really wanted the book, if he did it would cost 2400 rupees (standard price in the U.S.).  He said yes he collected books and wanted me to autograph it.  I wrote him a nice note and he proceeded to take lots of pictures of me plus him and friends.  He was again beating around the bush, so I asked him if he could pay me so I could go talk to the organizers of the regatta.  He said he would go to the hotel and get his money and meet me back there in five minutes.

 

I discovered that the Ruhuna Sailing Club had organized the regatta.  The club has about 8 Optimist and 5 Laser sailboats to teach children to sail.  The club is financed by a Belgian who owns a very large factory nearby.  I briefly talked to a British woman named Sue Evans who was in charge; however she was intently working on the sailing awards for the regatta, so I returned to meet Vish.

 

Well, he never showed!  I asked a number of people where he might be and got the run around.  I was getting angrier by the minute and finally decided to leave a message for Vish with his friends.  Basically I reamed him out in abstentia!  My last comment was something like this – here it is the celebration of the Sri Lankan Independence Day weekend, a time of national pride, and Vish is walking off with a book and not paying for it!  His friends immediately took up a collection and paid me for the book.    

Helen – On the way home we stopped to buy some shrimp and get a few supplies.  Once again the tiger shrimp were totally intact including the gross heads.  It is not easy making dinner here at times!!!  It was still hot so I made a cold potato salad with the shrimp (similar to the crab salad I make at home).

After dinner, Tom tried to call the girls but only got to leave messages on their phones.  Since his was stolen we only have mine to work with.

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Big Buddhas

February 2, 2008

Helen- This is our first weekend with a car to do as we please by ourselves!!  We decided to go east to visit the next few towns and see the Buddhas!  The first town was Dondra and has the tallest standing Buddha.  This concrete structure is fairly new.  As we entered the temple area, Tom bought some little white flowers with orange centers wrapped in large green leaves forming a cup.  These were being sold to be presented as an offering at the various altars.

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The first temple area was around a rectangular altar which was in front of a Bo tree.  They believe Buddha received his enlightenment and in the process discovered how to relieve people’s suffering while sitting under such a tree.  People walked around the tree with incense saying prayers, others chanted at the sides, others hung streamers of string tied with pieces of cloth.  On the altar were offerings of rice, fruit, tea, and flowers.  We walked to the next temple and inside was a huge reclining Buddha (they believe that Buddha meditates in three positions: sitting, lying down, and standing/walking). These temple areas had the walls and ceiling covered with painted murals depicting the beginning and continuation of Buddhism and large statues guarding the entrance to the Buddha’s resting place.

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Boy, monk in training, selling Buddhist literature

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There were many smaller temple areas spread around the grounds.  One row of temples had smaller rooms with colored lights decorating the inside and outside of their cubicles and someone at the door beckoning you to come to his area.  We went to one and he began to chant and ring a bell…then he took a golden cord and as he chanted he wrapped it three times around my right wrist and then tied it in an intricate knot.  He repeated the process for Tom (he was video taping me the first time) and it only cost us about $1 donation for both! There were lots of cows and strangely most had their heads in garbage cans…wondering and then taking a closer look found that they were eating the flowers that were thrown away.  Leaving the temple we saw our first really big lizard. We have since seen one near our home.

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This town is also known for the lighthouse at the most southern tip of Sri Lanka.  The area is very clean and has a rocky coastline which means coral areas and fish!!  The keeper told us it was designed and built by the British in 1889 and is still functioning for about 100 ships that pass by each day on their way east or west. As Tom has mentioned earlier, as you face due south, there is only the Indian Ocean, no land until you get to Antarctica (5000-6000 miles? away)!  On the other side of the lighthouse is a lovely cove, perfect for snorkeling and we hope to go back there soon.  Across the cove area is the Lighthouse Restaurant and we had lunch there.  It took us quite a few tries to find the correct road to get there but it was well worth the effort since the grilled fish dinner with boiled/sautéed vegetables was the best we had so far!!  Leaving we had to wait on the road while a big truck was installing a concrete light post and we couldn’t get around him.

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Next stop was a shell shop along the road. The man was very nice and showed us his new shop.  He dives for the shells and cleans and polishes them.  Most of the bigger ones were pretty expensive for me ($30-40) but I bought two smaller ones for $3 to add to my home collection.

Driving along the coast

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Driving toward the next town we stopped at a stand (there were lots of them along the road) selling cashews in little bags.  Some had spices on them and others were boiled…we didn’t buy any…but then just down the road we passed a large golden sitting Buddha.  Tom made a U-turn and we stopped to take a few pictures.  There was also a new bell tower there.  While we were walking around a monk came out and spoke English with us.  He took us into the temple area and explained the religion and murals to us.  He said that this was a retirement home for old monks and he volunteered his time here (his real job was a principal at a school).  He took us up to the living quarters and we met several of the old guys who gave us toothless grins and waves.  Another man (the cook) runs up to us and offers us something to eat.  We decline since we just had lunch but he proceeds to bring a big cold papaya and cut it for us.  How could we refuse and glad we didn’t.  It was the sweetest one we tasted and he squeezed lime over it which really intensified the taste.

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It was great not having a deadline and being able to stop when we wanted and stay as long as needed.  Our next destination was the largest sitting Buddha in Sri Lanka.  It is about 8 stories high and to prove the height, there is an 8 story staircase behind him.  This staircase is full of murals as you climb to the top of the Buddha’s head and look out at the surrounding area.  This Buddha is made of tiny tiles and is really impressive.  Here again is a temple area with other very large reclining and sitting Buddha with murals and life size statues depicting the religions history.

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This time it showed that the pre-Buddhist people were hunters and meat eaters.  Seems we learn a little more from each temple we visit.  The most interesting and grossest thing here was the hallway of Hell.  It had life-size statues depicting what horrible things would happen to you if you disobeyed the rules of the faith.  People were burning in hell, being speared, being sawed in half with blue tongue hanging, eyes bulging out, grinning demons doing these awful deeds.  If that wasn’t enough to give you a scare…especially us since we ate meat and weren’t considered part of the faithful.  This area then narrowed into a long corridor depicting the sins on the upper half of the wall and the punishment on the lower.  If you killed a chicken by wringing its neck, you may spend your time in hell having your neck continuously wrung!  I am sure that you can imagine the rest without me describing it!

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Our last destination for the day was a blow hole.  Before we finally found the spot, we drove down to the fishing boat area.  We paid 50 cents entry fee and were told not to take any pictures.  It was pretty neat seeing all the brightly painted boats and the men counting and weighing the fish for the buyers.  There was one boat with very big tuna (of course Tom took pictures).

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On the way back we parked in a private front yard for the blow hole.  The owner spoke good English and took us to the blow hole (though we could have found our own way).  This is not the right season so we only saw the hole but no big splashes.  On the way down we bought some boiled corn cooking in a large pot.  There were little stands all along the route.  The corn was really tough and I took a few bites and smiled but couldn’t wait to get rid of it.  We also bought some bananas.  We had to hustle to get home before dark. …during stormy seasons this blow hole shoots the water up to 300 feet into the air.

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TGIF

February 1, 2008

Looking East just before Sunrise

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Villager ready to search the reef

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Helen – Where did January go???  This weekend is another holiday (imagine that) so we don’t have school on Monday.  This is a cleaning day again…I am trying to do a little several times a week.  Today I took down the mosquito net from above our bed to wash it…the top was really gross so I guess I will gradually wash the ones from the other bedrooms as well.  The tops of the cabinets and cupboards also needed some washing. I need to spread this out because otherwise I won’t have anything to do!!

Tom – Big problem today is that my cell phone and charger are missing.  I believe they were taken from our house when I was charging the phone in the front unused bedroom over night but nothing else seems to be missing – BIG mystery!  One of the windows in that room was open.

I spent an extra hour this afternoon in the weight room with workers directing them on the relocation of equipment for my student/athlete class.  I changed the order, distribution and location of the various stations trying to come up with the most efficient use pattern for a large number of participants – attendance has varied from 25-30 including two faculty and an MD from town.  I am really enjoying my three hour class, three days per week with the five to six PE Faculty.  Two of them have trouble with English but the other four are extremely attentive and ask excellent questions.  What a change from my classes at Wittenberg!  In fact it is going so well, today I committed to spending an additional three weeks here before going back to Colombo.  When I announced this to my classes, everyone clapped and cheered!

Helen – Tom searched for his cell phone everywhere and then we finally decided that it must have been stolen…there are lots of people using our road (which runs along our concrete fence) to get to the beach from the nearby hotels and smaller renting establishments plus all the people who live in the area.  Did one of them come into our home while we were walking or on the beach…we had been very good about locking windows and doors when we were gone from the house, but a little lax while on the premises?

Tom went into town to cancel his phone and did a little shopping.  I asked him to buy some calamari from the fish store…he did…totally intact!!  I had a lot of cleaning to do, pulling off the heads and washing out the black ink, then getting the spinney thing out from the inside, and finally peeling off the outer skin…I was doing this in the outside kitchen sink and in a few minutes I was surrounded by tons of flies…I was trying to swat them and my hands were full of squid!!  Tom heard me complaining and came to my rescue.  He swatted the flies with a hand towel while I finished cleaning them.  I breaded and fried them and they were delicious…a potato salad and green salad on the side was great.

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House/Yard Critters

January 31, 2008

Tom –  First, consider that we are living on a tropical island near the equator.  Matara is at the southern tip of Sri Lanka.  We are on the beach but also on the edge of the jungle.  Both temperature and humidity are very high.  For example, today we will have a high of about 34o C (93 F) and a low of 27o C (80) with humidity ranging from 80-100% – and it is winter!  Can you imagine when the SW monsoon begins in April?!

Mosquitoes: The biggest problems are in the early morning and at dusk.  Though there are some around all day.  There are no screens in the windows or eaves between the walls and roof and we keep some doors open for ventilation when we are home, so they have free access to the house.  We have an electrical mosquito zapper and a coil you can light to produce some repellent smoke, but there is really no way to eliminate them.  We are actually very lucky because we are right on the beach and usually have an on-shore breeze, which blows them inland.  As you know, we sleep under mosquito netting – though it is important you keep-out a lot more than just the mosquitoes!

Ants: Big ones, medium size one, small ones, black ones, and red ones (those suckers sting!).  We spray regularly but they just keep coming back.

Spiders:  The biggest ones (3 inches across) we have ever seen outside a zoo!  I killed two in the bedroom a couple of days ago.

Cockroaches:  You have already read about some; we see big ones and little ones and are usually able to squash them before they get away.  We have sprayed the obvious entrance areas and that has helped.

Moths and “No See Ums:”  We have your standard moths going in and out all the time as well as little no see ums.  We’ve only seen a few butterflies.

Flies:  We can’t leave anything out anywhere or they will be all over the place.

Bites/Stings: We get them everyday, especially around the lower legs and ankles (most bites could be sand flies from walking on the beach in the morning).  Cortizone-10 is our constant companion.

Lizards:  We have at least one family of small lizards that share our house.  I believe they live in the eaves or somewhere on top of the walls.  Because we regularly see little piles of dirt in 2-3 spots even though we cleaned them the day before.  We see our friends regularly scurrying on the floor, up a wall or ceiling.  There are at least two adults and a child.  Helen – we have seen some giant lizards at an outdoor restaurant, by a temple, and going across our road…I mean Big!!  About 2-3 feet long and thank goodness they are not in the house, at least so far!!

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Lightning Bugs:  They occasionally fly in and out our bedroom windows at night and really look “cool.”  They give off a bright white light unlike the yellow light we see from the ones in Ohio.

Dogs:  One walked in the front door last week, we chased it out.  We carry a stick when we walk on the beach to ward them off.  Most are small and scrawny and leave you alone but there is a pack of about five that sort of protect the one fishing boat from a small village that we have on our beach.  The alpha female will occasionally lead a side or rear assault.  We shake our stick at them and that stops them from getting too close.  Helen – they also seem to pick on the lame ones and go after them with a vengeance!!  At the hotel last night, there was a dog fight and the people there separated the dogs by hitting them with the plastic chairs!!

Bats:  We see them at dusk in our yard.  So far none has entered the house.

???:  Something that felt cold and wet jumped on my back when I was rounding our house this evening; we had walked on the beach until the sun was down.  I knocked it off with the slippers I was carrying but it was too dark to tell what it was.  I went out with a light but there was nothing there.  I am now writing this sentence two days latter and just saw a big tree frog in our pond – I bet that’s what jumped on my back in the dark!

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Birds:  Lots of them.  I’m not very good at bird identification but we have seen birds that look like egrets, kiwis, kingfishers, herons, pigeons, sparrows, black birds, sea gulls, a beautiful blue and turquoise one, etc. etc.

Fish:  We have seen gold fish, minnows and frogs in our pond.  As mentioned earlier, we have seen the fisherman catch fish at our beach but I really don’t know how to identify them.  We’ve seen lots of different fish coming off the boats in the harbors – the biggest ones so far being tuna.  After breakfast we now throw bread crusts to the fish and frog, each day they get braver.

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Snakes:  Have not seen any yet but we have found a big snake skin in our yard.

Cows:  Helen said she would write about the mother and baby cows we have in our front yard.

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Helen – LAWN MOWERS OR IS IT MOOOERS???

This morning we woke, not to the rooster as is the case most mornings; but instead, to mooing.  When we opened the deck door there were two cows (a mother and calf) tied to two of the palm trees “mooing” our lawn.  As I mentioned before, they were in the yard next door (the smaller of the two rentals); I guess our lawn needed a trim so they moved them either last night or early this morning…that little one has a short lead and is always tying herself up around something.  I think that she is my new pet!!

Yesterday after Tom finished teaching and I working on the diary, we rushed downtown to a sport store recommended by the PE staff.  It was located at the bus station on the second floor where half the shops were vacant.  The Sport Zone was a really small store, maybe 10’x8’.  They had a few swim caps, a couple of goggles, some balls, a few pairs of pants and shirts (we needed pants for teaching and there was not one in Tom’s size or the material he wanted, not to mention no woman’s clothing).  The men here are much smaller in frame structure and this is a problem for Tom.  I bought a swim cap because you have to wear one if you go into a pool.  We went to three other sport stores and still nothing for Tom but I found two pairs of Columbia 70-30% poly-cotton material ¾ length pants to wear in my walking class.  I had priced a similar pair (Columbia) in Dayton last year for $38 and now I paid $6, so I bought two pairs.

We went to ARPICO (a store similar to Kmart on a much, much, much, smaller scale) and bought a chef’s knife (not to worry about me slicing another thumb because it isn’t that sharp) for $2, a 9×13 pan (I think I am going to try to make brownies!!) for $7 (that was expensive), some much needed hangers, sponges (you wouldn’t believe the cheap quality of sponges, lucky if they last two days!) and  a comb and towel for the gym.  It was getting dark now and that makes us nervous because there aren’t street lights so driving is even more hazardous if that is possible.  We still had to go to Food City so I could cook something for dinner.  Stocked up on some vegetables, some chicken thighs, and as we were leaving, Tom noticed Kraft Mac & Cheese…it is awful stuff and I never make it at home but we needed something quick so bought it.  Tom was a happy camper with a not-spicy, slide down your throat food.  I also breaded and fried zucchini slices and made a salad.  After the dishes were done and the kitchen cleaned I was ready for bed before 9pm, Tom worked on lesson plans while I went to bed.  No matter how many times you swim throughout the day, or how many showers you take, you still need a cool shower before going to bed just to get the sweat off.  Then you get inside the net and under the fan and it makes you feel like you have air conditioning!!

 Today is going to be my first teaching day and I have spent the last couple of nights preparing handouts and lecture notes for the Fitness Walking Class, Tom will be on his second lecture for the instructors and his first for the weight training for students.  I don’t know if Tom mentioned the weight room but it doesn’t have any aerobic equipment, just a few strength machines and some free weights.  It makes our fitness center look fabulous!!   He asked each student to bring his own towel to wipe down the equipment and to use as a neck pad for the weights.  He had about 25 students attend; some even participated in street clothes and no shoes.  He made a general announcement about proper attire.

My class was held in the gymnasium for the first day; 17 students attended though several walked in between 15-30 minutes late.  All girls for my class including the physics professor, Kanthi, Vinni, the only full time PE woman staff person who was a national speed walking and 400m champion in her youth (now 49) and Gnana an assistant PE instructor, office administrator, and tea maker (51).  That made me the “over the hill grandmother” who out walked them all on the timed mile that day.  The outside of the gym floor measures 16.5 laps for a mile or 1625m.  I knew counting would be a problem so I gave them 16 tiny beans which they dropped into a dish at the end of each lap and then continued the final ½ lap to the finish.  There is always one in every crowd and she dropped her beans!!  The students will get a certificate of attendance if they make 80 % of the classes.  I guess that this is important for them but we don’t understand why.

Got home about 6:15 and went for a swim because both of our classes were god-awful hot.  We don’t usually go swimming at this time and it was lovely with the setting sun and being the only ones on the beach (which is often the case anyway).  Cooked chicken thighs (again!!) but this time had sautéed onions and potatoes with rosemary and the usual salad.  Dessert today was a treat, two Fig Newtons each!

I forgot to mention that this morning a man and his young daughter came to our driveway arch to pick the yellow flowers and the orange cluster flowers.  They take these as offerings to the Buddha at the temple.  I have seen them before and said hi but this morning I gave the little girl a couple of starburst candies…of course I had one myself!!

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Climbing in the Bathroom Window

January 29, 2008

 Helen – yesterday Tom left me home alone while he went to work. I really thought I would have nothing to write about except something about his first presentation later in the day.  However, after he left for work I decided to walk the beach by myself.  I locked the front door, the kitchen door, and then closed the bi-doors at the back of the house toward the beach because the grounds keeper was working in the yard.  Off I go, finishing up the first lap when I meet two male students from the university.  We stop to talk, they have just finished running and I tell them about Tom’s presentation at 4:15.  They think that they will be able to come and we go our separate ways…I continue toward one of the headlands and they in the opposite direction.  As I get closer to the rocks, I hear them behind me calling me to stop.  I turn around and they say don’t go past the rocks as it is unsafe by yourself.  Some of the people there are not so nice.  I thank them and decide maybe I will not do the second lap and walk toward home with them (the road runs alongside our house).

This is a picture of our beach from the east headland to the west headland

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 Local villager fishing

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I get home and go to open the patio door and find it is locked…the bottom locks connected when I slammed the doors closed.  Darn!!!  Lucky for me I left one bathroom window open (which I am not supposed to do, in fact, I am supposed to lock everything up and take the key, oops!).  I had to move a potted tree out of my way, and then climb in headfirst while the other prickly plant ate me alive.  The toilet was in my way but I managed. After I got in, I went back outside to replace the plant so the grounds keeper wouldn’t know what I did (we can’t communicate anyway) but as I replaced the plant the planter broke and now the plant and dirt were everywhere.  The keeper comes around and wonders what I did; I look around for another planter, can’t find one but come back with a blue plastic tub.  I try to put the plant in and then look for dirt (all I can find is sand)…meanwhile he replants the plant in double plastic bags, replaces the tub and shakes his head at me.

I finished the sweater I was knitting and started my first cross stitch project.  I can only do it outside because the light inside isn’t very good and the linen is a 28 count which I am doing in one thread over one thread.  It says “season’s greetings” so I have lots of time to finish it.

Tom came home for lunch (left over pasta salad) and then we got ready to go back for his presentation.  The presentation was in the library conference room (tiny, dark, and crowded).  The flyer said starts at 4:00 but in reality, it meant 4:30 and he had the Vice Chancellor (head of the university), the PE staff, a few faculty and about 30 students attend.  He never did get his power point presentation from Wittenberg so did a whole new one over the weekend.  It was well done using his computer to show the PowerPoint as he explained it. They don’t understand the American accent too well but they could read it all on his slides.  He also had a marker board (pretty marked up until Kanthi brought the cleaner fluid and I got some extra paper and cleaned it).  The man in charge of the room was supposed to have cleaned the board after Tom checked the room in the afternoon.  Of course he didn’t and he was of no help before the presentation started.  In fact Tom said the projector he had set up in the afternoon was so bad that Kanthi had to bring one from the Physics department.  After the presentation, Kanthi and her husband Darme came back to the house for drinks on the beach patio until the sun set.

This meant that we couldn’t go out for dinner (Tom is still hesitant with the glare from headlights on his new lens after the cataract surgery), so I reheated the rice from a couple of days ago, added some butternut squash and beans (not quite Caribbean rice) and were just happy that we didn’t have to go out and it wasn’t spicy.

Tom’s three boxes, which he sent two weeks before we left through the U.S. diplomatic pouch, had finally arrived at the Fulbright office in Colombo.  He was told that he had to pick them up (5 hour drive one-way!) or perhaps someone we knew was making a trip to Matara.  Lucky for us that Renata, the wife of the hotel owner from next door, went to Colombo yesterday for errands.  Her husband Bobby came to our house and called her on the phone and she was able to pick them up for us…It was like Christmas opening up the boxes of books and professional materials we needed.

Today Tom taught his first faculty course, 3 hours but he covered about 1 hour’s worth of his class material.  Five faculty were there: Sarath (department Chair), Hewaruba (H.R.), Palitha (Pali), Desil (Sunny), and the only female Vinitha (Vini).  An assistant, Ghana, is also around.  He said he had to speak slowly; they are used to British English.  Also, he said he included information and anecdotes that are not normally part of his lecture because of their interest and questions.  He presented in a section of the locker room that was cleaned up and set up with three tables, chairs and a marker board.  No AC, no computer connection, in fact no fan!!  They had a tea break about an hour into the session and brought a fan because Tom was dripping with sweat.  I was working on my Fitness Walking class during this time.  We went home for lunch and then returned for me to work on the computer while he worked in the weight room for tomorrow’s presentation.

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Hot Showers

January 28, 2008

Tom – I went to the Matara branch of Hatton National Bank this morning to withdraw some money.  They could not print the transaction on my savings account book because the branches outside of Colombo still do not have that capacity – so, they wrote it on a piece of paper for me.  It was Monday and the bank was crowded.  Even though they moved me right to the front of the line, it still took a half hour to get the cash.

I took a lot of pictures of our house this morning. I have also been taking pictures of the activities on our beach every time I see something interesting.  When I get back to the U.S., I am going to put together a slide show titled “Our Beach.”

Sumathipala (caretaker/security) returned from his vacation today.  He stays in a tiny room attached to the back of our house.  He also cares for the house next door along with Leela.  That will make us feel a lot more comfortable leaving the house.

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Helen – well, it’s Monday, Monday (mamas and the papas) and a new routine has begun.  First, our walk on the beach at sunrise.

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After our walk, I threw in a load of wash…the machine is an LG brand: has four water levels; has four commands for progress, water fill, wash, spin, no spin; then four more choices for the type of wash, FUZZY (at the top), economy, something else, and wool.  What is FUZZY??? I asked the lady at the hotel and she didn’t know either…so I used economy, set out my drain pipe and let it go to work.  It didn’t wash for very long (economy!!) and some of the little stains didn’t come out but they smelled better.  I can’t find a spray and wash pretreatment (had one in Colombo) in our Food City, so maybe I will have to look somewhere else.  You have to hang the clothes inside out because the sun is so hot; it would cause fading.  While the clothes were washing I did the breakfast dishes, then began to sweep the few rooms that we have.  The floors are tile so it is pretty easy, except the broom is pretty nasty.  Thank goodness one of the Fulbrighters who just left gave me some clothes pins and an iron.  They call clothes pins “pegs” and I guess she had a hard time finding them.  There was an iron on the pantry shelf that had spray and steam as well as duct tape on spots on the wire…you guessed it; it started to work and stopped so thank goodness for the spare.  There is no ironing board so I folded a thin sheet on the table next to the washing machine and ironed there…had to devise a new method for shirts and dresses but I am wrinkle free for a change!!

Here is a picture of our outdoor kitchen

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After all this work, I decided to go for a swim before taking a shower.  Is this the life, or what!!  Tom was inside working with the computer while I frolicked in the waves.  Still can’t believe there are no shells on the beach, though this morning I saw two hermit crabs walking on the beach carrying their houses with them.

Decided to try out the new hot shower… if you move the shower head just right, it doesn’t spray over the sink.  Trade off is that you have to smack yourself against the wall to get sprayed…but most of the water now tends to make the drain in the shower stall.  This water temp was heavenly for shaving legs!!

While I was showering, Tom drove to the bank, filled the car with gas ($30) and got four more phone cards for $40…these have been going fast!!!  I mentioned before that it is about $.15/min for the states and $.10/min here in the country.  We are trying to use the house phone for in country calls but people here keep calling us on our cells.

We went to the university dining facility for lunch today.  You have to call before 9:30 to make a reservation…main reason, we were the only ones eating today, so he cooked for just us, go figure!!!  It is a lovely facility at the conference center across the street from the university.  Tom forgot to mention about the spices and could only eat two of the five choices served with the rice.  Dessert was papaya, so ripe and delicious!

At the university, our office was ready for Tom with a computer hookup, but my computer was not there so I am back in the lab.  He is over at the computer center now trying to figure out what the problem is with Wittenberg and his email/files.  Thank heavens he prepared a PowerPoint presentation on his computer and will be able to go over it in the morning at the library to make sure everything is ready for 4:00.  He doesn’t have any idea how many are coming.

Tom – I met with the ITs again this afternoon at the University of Ruhuna.  It seems all my computer problems are related to their system (Surprise?).  I am still unable to tunnel into the Wittenberg server with VPN Client to get my files – they need approval from the Sri Lankan “Computer Learned Society” in order to do this!  The good news is that I can now access my Witt email after disabling the Ruhuna firewall.