After hills and culture, it was time to head to the famous Sri Lankan beaches. And following the excesses of the jungle safari it was time for some belt buckling. Well that's how it started anyway. From Udawalawe I took a bus to Tangalla for the grand price of 62 cents. Perhaps not quite as comfortable or direct as the private transfers, but it did the trick. Tangalla is described as a sleepy town with perfect beaches, and I had arranged accommodation in a rustic beachside cabana. I had visions of a peaceful couple of days, lounging by the beach, reading a book under the palm trees. It sounded idyllic, and on initial glance, it was delivering on all counts. Although I began to smell a rat when I placed my valuables in the safe at
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