The Last Leg! (Galle)
Well three weeks in and hasn't the time flown by. As usual I haven't got round to updating this as much as I wanted to. In every place I've stayed in I've had the most amazing experiences..but then something bad happens or there's something about the place that really puts me off it. As a result updating a journal has just been pushed out of mind by better or worse things.
So far:
*The weather has destroyed one pair of shoes
*I've cut my feet on broken glass
*I've accidentally sliced my finger open on my razor
*I've been a victim of credit card fraud
*My ankles became so swollen from the heat during the first week of the trip that some days I could barely walk
*I had such a bad outbreak of eczema that for a while I was in pain all day and unable to sleep at night. Showering hurt so much it made me cry. Face was so swollen I could barely open my eyes.
*One night a staff member in my youth hostel came into my room, woke me up, touched my arm and gave me a letter asking for sex. At the time I thought he'd come in to rape me. Didn't sleep the rest of the night in case he came back in.
And last but not least I've cracked the screen on my phone!
I don't know what on Earth is going on. I guess my body is having trouble adjusting to the weather here, and I've contracted a bout of...clumsy-itis? Normally I can get through life without hurting myself or my belongings but every day here I seem to accidentally fling my phone across the room again or find myself in need of bandages or plasters once more.
BUT I'VE BEEN DETERMIND TO CARRY ON HAVING A GOOD TIME!
Yesterday I left Ella a day early and arrived in Galle after an eight hour bus journey. I like Galle. And I like being on the coast again. It's also nice knowing the bulk of the traveling is over now. Just a week left to relax on the beach before home, without anything to do with Star Wars or Christmas in sight!
I found a gorgeous youth hostel in the old town area of Galle and spent time recuperating. Sleeping. Eating. Finding a pharmacy for eczema cream. Washing all my stinky clothes. Reading on the balcony whilst watching them dry in the sun. Charging all the battery powered things!
Yesterday evening the universe, perhaps feeling a bit guilty for throwing so much discomfort my way, sent me some nice moments and coincidences. I was walking down the street feeling tearful and like I wanted to come home when I stumbled upon the most beautiful sunset. As I sat down to watch it, two women next to me called out "Hey, aren't we in the same hostel?" so I had two lovely European companions for dinner and drinks.
Last night my eczema 'broke', similar to the way a fever does I guess. The cream really helped. I woke up with less swollen and less red skin. It's finally stopped itching and oozing. I've stopped feeling too disgusting and embarrassed to talk to people or look them in the eye. I can bear to look at myself in the mirror again. Feel soo much better today.
I also found somewhere to have a good pot of tea so join me in raising my cup to toast for a more chilled out week to come!
So far:
*The weather has destroyed one pair of shoes
*I've cut my feet on broken glass
*I've accidentally sliced my finger open on my razor
*I've been a victim of credit card fraud
*My ankles became so swollen from the heat during the first week of the trip that some days I could barely walk
*I had such a bad outbreak of eczema that for a while I was in pain all day and unable to sleep at night. Showering hurt so much it made me cry. Face was so swollen I could barely open my eyes.
*One night a staff member in my youth hostel came into my room, woke me up, touched my arm and gave me a letter asking for sex. At the time I thought he'd come in to rape me. Didn't sleep the rest of the night in case he came back in.
And last but not least I've cracked the screen on my phone!
I don't know what on Earth is going on. I guess my body is having trouble adjusting to the weather here, and I've contracted a bout of...clumsy-itis? Normally I can get through life without hurting myself or my belongings but every day here I seem to accidentally fling my phone across the room again or find myself in need of bandages or plasters once more.
BUT I'VE BEEN DETERMIND TO CARRY ON HAVING A GOOD TIME!
Yesterday I left Ella a day early and arrived in Galle after an eight hour bus journey. I like Galle. And I like being on the coast again. It's also nice knowing the bulk of the traveling is over now. Just a week left to relax on the beach before home, without anything to do with Star Wars or Christmas in sight!
I found a gorgeous youth hostel in the old town area of Galle and spent time recuperating. Sleeping. Eating. Finding a pharmacy for eczema cream. Washing all my stinky clothes. Reading on the balcony whilst watching them dry in the sun. Charging all the battery powered things!
Yesterday evening the universe, perhaps feeling a bit guilty for throwing so much discomfort my way, sent me some nice moments and coincidences. I was walking down the street feeling tearful and like I wanted to come home when I stumbled upon the most beautiful sunset. As I sat down to watch it, two women next to me called out "Hey, aren't we in the same hostel?" so I had two lovely European companions for dinner and drinks.
Last night my eczema 'broke', similar to the way a fever does I guess. The cream really helped. I woke up with less swollen and less red skin. It's finally stopped itching and oozing. I've stopped feeling too disgusting and embarrassed to talk to people or look them in the eye. I can bear to look at myself in the mirror again. Feel soo much better today.
I also found somewhere to have a good pot of tea so join me in raising my cup to toast for a more chilled out week to come!