I didn't get my butt out of that teak lounge chair with a cushion except to visit the restroom, go to the pool, or hit the ocean. Well, that isn't true. While I was tipping well ($3 a drink), those dang Russian tourists were throwing money around like it was sand, so I had to go get a couple drinks at the bar BY MYSELF - the horror of it all.
It was the first day without rain. I woke at 730 and went straight for a workout at gym. It is super great to key your weight in kilograms in those machines instead of pounds. Gosh I lost 50% of my weight since getting here so I can drink more! After the workout, I booked dinner reservations at the "fine" dining restaurant even though the seafood at the outdoor grill station last night was most admirable and a Balinese massage for the hot hours of the afternoon. And I parked it.
The pool was incredible - as you saw from previous pics. The surf at the beach was rough and exciting with waves that were three-ish feet over the normal sea level. I have not been able to body-surf like this since my grandfather taught me to do it as a boy in Wildwood Crest, NJ. And did I mention the Russian tourists? Wow. I think the women and men wear equally small bathing suits. Ruwan would later tell me that many of the tourists are coming to find a beach boy or girl to pamper them while they are here, travel around Sri Lanka with them, and then get lost at the end of their vacation/holiday.
The Balinese massage was awesome. Susan (pronounced Suzanne) was not over 5'1" and maybe 85 pounds. She could pack some power, however, and soon had all the tension out of my muscles. I don't think I've been these relaxed for years in those muscles. She used her elbows, hands, forearms, and at one point I think she was standing on the table over me (but I was jelly so I couldn't have lifted my head if I wanted to). That girl could seriously work muscles. She only knew four English words -- "Is that good, mister?" and I don't think my answer mattered, but she could rock it. She didn't even know how to say "Thank You" for the tip. We both had to go to the salon manager and she said something to her, who then told me a tip wasn't necessary. When I told the manager I knew that but wanted Susan to have it, they had another conversation before Susan said something to me and the manager translated to "Thank you very much".
Then more beach time, a little sand volleyball, and off to dinner. My plan was to nap as well, but that never emerged. I also slathered on enough sun screen that I did not burn which I was worried about given the sun's heat. So a pretty awesome and relaxing day.
Dinner was great. Scallops as an appetizer with bacon. Bean and bacon soup -- not the Cambpell's kind, think coconut milk broth with black and navy beans, carrots, ginger, and bacon. I would have fallen in love with the chef if they could have added some heat to the dish, but it was mighty tasty. And the entree was a lobster shell stuffed with lobster pieces in a crab cream sauce with garlic and green chili peppers. The spicy hot factor went from 0 to 60 pretty darn quickly. It came with a bed of leek risotto and pickled veggies. It was quite the meal. And my new best friend became Dilan the server, but more on that in the next post.
So after the meal, I slept pretty awesome. No pics today, but a ton in the next blog.
It was the first day without rain. I woke at 730 and went straight for a workout at gym. It is super great to key your weight in kilograms in those machines instead of pounds. Gosh I lost 50% of my weight since getting here so I can drink more! After the workout, I booked dinner reservations at the "fine" dining restaurant even though the seafood at the outdoor grill station last night was most admirable and a Balinese massage for the hot hours of the afternoon. And I parked it.
The pool was incredible - as you saw from previous pics. The surf at the beach was rough and exciting with waves that were three-ish feet over the normal sea level. I have not been able to body-surf like this since my grandfather taught me to do it as a boy in Wildwood Crest, NJ. And did I mention the Russian tourists? Wow. I think the women and men wear equally small bathing suits. Ruwan would later tell me that many of the tourists are coming to find a beach boy or girl to pamper them while they are here, travel around Sri Lanka with them, and then get lost at the end of their vacation/holiday.
The Balinese massage was awesome. Susan (pronounced Suzanne) was not over 5'1" and maybe 85 pounds. She could pack some power, however, and soon had all the tension out of my muscles. I don't think I've been these relaxed for years in those muscles. She used her elbows, hands, forearms, and at one point I think she was standing on the table over me (but I was jelly so I couldn't have lifted my head if I wanted to). That girl could seriously work muscles. She only knew four English words -- "Is that good, mister?" and I don't think my answer mattered, but she could rock it. She didn't even know how to say "Thank You" for the tip. We both had to go to the salon manager and she said something to her, who then told me a tip wasn't necessary. When I told the manager I knew that but wanted Susan to have it, they had another conversation before Susan said something to me and the manager translated to "Thank you very much".
Then more beach time, a little sand volleyball, and off to dinner. My plan was to nap as well, but that never emerged. I also slathered on enough sun screen that I did not burn which I was worried about given the sun's heat. So a pretty awesome and relaxing day.
Dinner was great. Scallops as an appetizer with bacon. Bean and bacon soup -- not the Cambpell's kind, think coconut milk broth with black and navy beans, carrots, ginger, and bacon. I would have fallen in love with the chef if they could have added some heat to the dish, but it was mighty tasty. And the entree was a lobster shell stuffed with lobster pieces in a crab cream sauce with garlic and green chili peppers. The spicy hot factor went from 0 to 60 pretty darn quickly. It came with a bed of leek risotto and pickled veggies. It was quite the meal. And my new best friend became Dilan the server, but more on that in the next post.
So after the meal, I slept pretty awesome. No pics today, but a ton in the next blog.
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