We survived one whole year, as a couple. That counts for a celebration, maybe even a few! Anniversaries are pretty big around my household, it’s almost a tradition. Deane, who has dropped pagan celebrations has wholeheartedly adopted the idea, after all he is the kind who likes making a fuss over a party.
To kick off our one year, we went on a proper dinner date. A single rose, a white gold pendent, a proper leather wallet for Deane, and an expensive dinner made me feel like a real giddy girl. Since I didn’t know anything about dinner plans it was a nice surprise to find myself seated at the Ministry of Crab. I love crab! I was absolutely thrilled to be there, even though I was terribly worried about the impending bill. The bill although being Rs.10,000 was worth every single penny. The crab was delicious, and we were stuffed.
Then a week later we were off to Trincomalee. Our initial plan was to go gallivanting somewhere abroad, but unfortunately things took a turn and our finances became tight. Trinco, at this time of year isn’t on its best behaviour. The famed seas are pretty restless and quite dangerous. Yet we were going, since Deane has never been there, and I went there last during the war, so there wasn’t a great many things I could see. We booked Jungle Beach, and since it was off season we were able to get a Jungle Cabin for Rs. 20,000.
We left the car at home and decided to book Exporail. It was an overnight ride, so it seemed a pretty good idea. The return journey only cost us Rs.7000. Now on the day of our adventure, the local railway authorities launched a strike. No trains, hellava bloody thing! No what? Exporail did a fantastic job by getting us a van, and even sending a steward who accompanied us all the way. We were impressed!
The van ride wasn’t bad, but we were pretty tired. So it was a little impossible to be all thrilled about arriving there to an empty railway station at 3 in the morning. And since we were ahead of the scheduled hotel time, we decided to visit Koneswaram. I’ve repeatedly heard that from the top of Swami Rock on a clear and calm day you might be able to see the ruins of the ancient temple that was pushed down from its foundation. I was excited! We made the long walk from Trinco town into Fort Fredrick. It’s currently used as an Army base. The Fort is in need of a little love and attention, but the beautiful old buildings still remain, and if restored this place can look like the Galle Fort, even better. The walk to Koneswaram leads you through herds of deer and peacocks.
Right at the top you find the temple. I tried in vain to catch a glimpse of the ruins, too bad it wasn’t such a great day. The view though was beautiful.
Then we made our way to Kuchaveli, where Jungle Beach is located. That’s some 23 kms away. It cost us Rs.1300 by tuk-tuk. Once we got there we were in for a surprise. They upgraded us to a Beach Cabin. Awesomeness.
The view from our Cabin
It was terribly luxurious, and we were lapping it all up. The food there was also really good, so was the service. We highly recommend it, and the beach is secluded.
They kindly let us stay as long as we needed and didn’t hassle us to move to our next hotel. We took our time, and then made it to Chaaya Blu where we going to spend the rest of our time. We booked on Agoda, so we paid something like Rs, 10,000 for b&B. On arrival we had to pay for lunch and dinner buffets, and that didn’t seem so bad. That was until we actually went to claim our buffets. The food is terrible! Really. Really bad.
The rooms were ok. Small, but alright. The beach is alright too. At least its safer here to sea bathe. We did do a walk along and found a mix of dead and live fish.
This guy was alive and we tried to get him to go into the water. I think he was there to die! Poor fish, I felt incredibly sorry. That was when Deane captured me coming back after trying to help. I love this photo. It’s just so real!
Chaaya Blu does have this one awesome feature. Two chairs at the end of the deck. Romantic when you have a nice chat about the vast starry expanse. I felt at peace, and mighty thankful for everything. The train ride back wasn’t glamorous. In fact it was simply just awful. The tracks, or the compartment, I cant tell which wobbled so bad that it took an effort to simply stay in your seat.
To finish off our celebrations, we threw a party. Seriously. It was a sarong party, because I’m a firm believer in creating a tradition, a tradition of themed parties. We enjoyed a range of hoppers, arrack tea, which to be quite honest wasn’t that great, and chocolate mousse.
All in all it was a jolly good year. Hope you had a fantastic one too.
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