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Our guesthouse in Ella was goof from far and far from good. On the advice of the LP we went to a cheap cottage place which seemed perfect, massive room, spare bed for when Sean gets annoying, big bathroom, full length mirror. But we weren't alone in the room, due to the many species of insect squatting with us. We had a whole colony of ants who decided to us our bathroom wall as their m25. What was in the wall cavity that was so enticing we'll never know, and maybe don't want to. A couple of moths, one alive one dead, leeches and a freaky spider we squashed on the porch. The mossie net had more holes than a cheese grater so I dread to think what visited in the night we just closed our eyes and prayed for no spiders.
On arrival we asked for the nearest place with good food. The older woman who was rocking on her chair cackling through her one tooth didn't have many suggestions but her husband pointed us to the Curd and Honey shop. After ordering we found out it was owned by his son, so further lining the pockets of the family tree, but it was decent food for reasonable prices so we couldn't complain too much. We also bumped into the Swedish couple again and after chatting found out one of them had lived in England for 13 years and Sheffield, doing her M.A. at the Uni, for 3. After reminiscing about places to go in Sheffield we ventured out and headed up Little Adams Peak.
It was nor a long walk only a couple of kilometers to the top but the views were astounding. We sat up here for a while until the clouds descended and blocked the view. We ate dinner in the guesthouse with the restaurant owning son who seemed to accompany us for most of the meal, advising us on where to visit and demonstrating his less than savoury personal hygiene, I won't say anymore I'm trying to forget about it myself, especially as we were eating his food. Despite this the meal was fantastic and I'm really enjoying the Sri Lankan curries. Its served with a variety of side dishes a bit like a thali but on a bigger scale and as Sean was still feeling a bit dodgy I thought it rude not to gobble it all up.
The following day we moved guesthouses and opposite on the hill we found a much neater and cleaner operation with a shower we didn't mind using. It was also cheaper which is always a winner.
We had breakfast in the Curd shop and had some amazing thick farmhouse toast to give us energy for the long walk to the waterfall. The waterfall itself wasn't much to look at but the walk was lovely. It was mostly downhill but we deviated uphill to look at a Buddhist temple under a cave. We saw some wild monkeys who almost rounded on Laura to protect the baby. It was extremely cute though. We had an existential talk on religion after our experiences in India and the book Laura is reading called Holy Cow about India and religions. We are so travelers now. We got the bus back ( no way were we walking back 8km purely uphill) and went to a restaurant showing all the English football, unfortunately not Spurs, but I got my regular fix (and so am bearable to live with for another week).
The next morning to the Curd shop again, we are creatures of habit it seems, and this time a lovely fruit and curd start to the day. Onto another bus to our last stop in Sri Lanka and time to hit the beach!
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