2nd January 2015 – Mirissa, Sri Lanka
The 22 yard pitch gave way to a an extended shoreline, And coconuts stood as the wickets at the runner’s crease. The young and old, white and black, took to the willows, and The cricket gods in the country were content, and at peace.
I was to move out from Unawatuna today. All the drinking and the joints from the last 5 days have been getting to me, and I needed to explore some inner peace. Especially after my new year’s eve shower yesterday.
So, I packed the bags and was leaving to Welligama, but one of the guys from the hostel wanted to come along so he could see Welligama. He had a car, so why not? Then, the plan changed a little bit. We were to go to Mirissa, further south, spend the day there, and he will drive me to Welligama.
Sounds like a good plan, so off we went.
Mirissa is a whale-watching paradise, with a beautiful white, sandy beach. And quite a nice beach party scene too, going by the number of beach shacks present. We settled down by a bar on the beach called Zephyr, which was packed despite the fact that new year was over.
But the beach is never complete in Sri Lanka, unless there is some beach cricket going on. And it goes on pretty much in any beach you go to. The Sri Lankans are crazy followers of cricket, and this small nation has even won the cricket world cup in 1996.
I think I spotted a boy, who could be gunning for the next national team.