One of the biggest earthquakes ever recorded hit the Indian Ocean on Sunday morning. At 9 am local time, without any warning, Sri Lanka was pounded by a series of Tsunamis.
I am trying to get my head around this, but I can’t. Names and faces keep flashing before my eyes: Trincomalee, Batticaloa, Arugam Bay, Tangalla, Weligama, Mirissa…
The Harbour Master, the people at the ‘French Garden’, the owner of the ‘Arugam Bay Hillton’, Raja, Lalith’s beach hut (at least he should have been on his Christmas break—hopefully!)
The shanty towns on the beaches around Trincomalee, the fishermen in their huts around the villages, the schoolchildren of Muttur.
Our mates are down there now. They should have been in Kandy for Christmas but who knows, maybe they decided to be a bit more adventurous this year. They have arranged to hire a car for a month and maybe decided on Christmas at the beach after I have been raving about the east coast. We don’t know, of course. Over a million people are cut off.Tags: The Whales of Trincomalee, Tag Index