Day 7 - Hotter than Hades

17:00
I’m gonna stop telling you about my sleep until things improve markedly.

Our accommodation includes a Sri Lankan breakfast. I’ve got form with these - they can be more than sizeable things. I’ve pre-warned the others. I should point out - our accommodation is a lovely little homestay. The family house is on the same plot of land, and there are three very well apportioned rooms in a separate building to the rear of the property. Anyways, just before 10:00, the food starts to arrive. It takes about 10 minutes for it all to be delivered. We have (deep breath) an omelette, some toast, jam, sliced papaya, sliced pineapple, a widdy little banana, a yoghurt, and a coconut pancake. Oh, and some lovely Sri Lankan coffee. I manage most of mine, but forego the yoghurt. The banana is one of the sweetest I’ve ever tasted. Sensational. The coconut pancake is very tasty. It’s got what I think is some palm sugar in it, which gives it a slightly fudgy taste. Lovely.

Post breakfast, Vicki and I catch up on The Traitors, and I have a super deluxe late morning / early afternoon nap.

We head out around 14:00 to catch up with S+S, and stop in at A++ for some top up food. Some snacks later, we womble down the beach, and pitch up at a cool looking bar called Salt. Sitting here, watching the world go by, with an ice cold Lion to keep me company is one of my (and I’m sure many others’) happy places.

Vicki heads further down the beach for some more exercise, but I head back to our room for a little lie down. My right knee is jipsome to say the least, and walking on sand is not my best friend right now.

22:30
We head out with Si and Shenda around 19:00, and head for Ceylon Curry House. I’ve not eaten there before, but they get rave reviews for their traditional Sri Lankan curries. The Black Pork Curry I have is:

1) Delicious, and
2) One of the hottest things I’ve ever eaten. Definitely up there on the famous Irvine 3 meatball scale.

It starts out friendly enough, but the chillies and chilli powder seem to have sunk to the bottom of the coconut shell in which it’s served. As I scrape around at the bottom with some leftover bread, my mouth explodes. I have the chilli hiccups instantly. I perspire. I want dairy products instantly. And I am more than embarrassed as my tray is taken away, when our server tells me that my bowl was only ‘medium’ spicy.

None of this is to detract from the flavour, which is incredible. Hot with chilli powder and black pepper; fragrant with cardamom, cinnamon and clove; super juicy and tender pork shoulder… I’m definitely grabbing a recipe for this while I’m here.

Post-prandial, we’re not quite ready for chill time and bed, so head to Surf Bar, where Vicki and I discovered some v cool music last night. Tonight is much the same style. I dive into some more Arrack Attacks, and take Simon and Shenda into the fray with me. We find the dude who’s music is playing. It transpires to be a Dubai based DJ called Muse, who just happens to play a lot of the same music that I still DJ today. Sadly, they turn the music off, as there’s a more formal ‘party’ happening next door, and they don’t wanna get in the way. Fair dos, but it’s awesome to know we can drop in to hear some cool sounds whenever we want to while we’re in Mirissa…Läs mer