My friend has still not come home, and I suspect she won't. I am sure now that she is dying.
I have my former landlady looking for something for me down in Galle. I have heard good things about it and it was one of the places on my list anyway.
Yesterday I spoke with Oliver Perumal who lives in Qualicum. He is normally here for 6 months of the year, but is going back next Wednesday as he has been thrown out of his normal digs. He tells me that it is easy to get a 1 year visa. Just fill in the piles of forms, provide 2 photos and pay SLR10,000, about $83 and your have it. Tomorrow I am going to the Canadian High Commission to confirm this info and then I am off to get my visa. Easier than I thought if it is true.
Here are some pictures of the place I am staying. Believe me the pictures do not do it justice. It is a dump. Literally falling apart. When it rains, a dozen buckets have to put in the upstairs sun room and even those will not catch all the water. At least my bedroom does not leak and I have not gotten sick from the water or the food.
Later today, I am meeting my old friend Devaraj. He is one my favourite people in the world. I am so pleased that he is still alive. He must be in his mid-eighties by now. We spent many long and happy hours debating the Mahabarata. It will be very nice to see him again.
In the meantime, I am waiting for Devaraj's niece Jayanthi to come back from Kandy so we can go to Galle to check things out. It is not a good idea to travel alone here, especially out station, meaning outside of Colombo. After Galle, I will check out Kandy. Anyway, I want to get out of here as it is physically bad and I am bored.
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