Tonight I have dinner at the famed Galle Face Hotel (est. 1864). And along the way I spot 'Malay Street'. Just a normal busy but leafy thoroughfare of a hodge-podge of shops, and the ever-present armed military folks.
One of the grand dining halls at the hotel. Above the din, the Three (Sinhalese) Caballeros are trying to croon. You should hear their rendition of 'Hotel California'!
At the hotel driveway, the imposing Colombo World Trade Centre's twin towers (East Tower to the right) look impressive across the Galle Face Green (constructed by the British 1859 as a parade cum execution ground - two-in-one).
Having had enough of the Buddha for the day, I head to the sea for a refreshing walk along the Galle Face Esplanade, built by the Brits 1859. At the southern end, stands the venerable Galle Face Hotel, founded in 1864, and frequented by many famous people over the years (incl. James Bond and Yuri Gagarin?).
Tail end of the monsoon season now, but the strong Indian Ocean breeze still whips the sea water. Head to the horizon, and your next stop would be the east coast of Africa, 3,500km away.
One of the numerous food stalls lining the Galle Face Esplanade, almost 1km in length. Buffeted by strong winds from the Indian Ocean round-the-clock.
Looking north, those are the 33-storey twin towers of Colombo World Trade Centre, surrounded by 5-star hotels and major financial institutions. That area swarms with armed police and military men, and also with conmen masquerading as fund-raisers or tourist guides, or off-duty hotel cooks!
A stupa is always an integral part of a Buddhist temple in Sri Lanka, where it's called the dagoba. It is shaped after the leaf of the sacred bodhi tree, and is supposed to represent the Buddha's body, his speech and his mind, on the way to Enlightenment.
Precious ancient wooden Buddha, a gift from Japan.
A closet full of precious religious items. In the cone-shaped glass container (bottom-left), I spot sand-like bone fragments of Buddha (or so the priest tells me).
One of the most famous and beautiful Buddhist temples in Colombo, next to Lake Beira. This temple raised enough money to build more than 1,400 homes for people displaced in the 2004 tsunami in southern Sri Lanka. It has an excellent collection of ancient Buddhist paraphernalia, and bone fragments of Lord Buddha.
After breakfast, I take a ride in a three-wheeler (also known as 'tuk-tuk') for my first destination in Colombo.
I find the tuk-tuks here better looking than the ones in India. But foreigners pay twice what locals pay for a ride! A very popular mode of transport in Colombo, a city of 2.3 mil people.
Pretty tuk-tuks all in a row.
Wa-hey... in Colombo, ppl can more or less trust the zebra crossing. Can't say the same for KL. Policemen (and armed soldiers) are all over the place - in just 2 days, I saw 3 cases of summons being issued on the spot.
A new day and two military choppers landed on the cricket ground across the road from the hotel. And suddenly the area is swarming with armed men. I hear some top airforce brass is having a big do downstairs. Btw, that's the Indian Ocean in the background, very choppy and rough.
Close-up.
A soldier armed with a machine-gun in a streetside bunker. Common sight in Colombo, no thanks to the internal conflicts this wonderful country is undergoing now. What a pity.
After passing through friendly immigration guys in a new terminal, we hop onto a hotel car and make our way to downtown Colombo in the dusk. Ninety minutes later (and 35km, no thanks to bad traffic) we are at the TransAsia Hotel, and first things first - cool iced Ceylon tea and fresh coconut water.