Typical transport tale
By Lonneke — September 09, 2015 02:41 pm
Our trip from Galle to Tissamaharana had a rocky start by our own fault: we were well on our way in the bus, about twenty minutes outside of Galle, when Arjan noticed Rui's backpack was missing. There was only one option: get off the bus, take a tuktuk back to the busstation and search for the bag, with a few local men helping us. Since it was nowhere to be found, we took a tuktuk and returned to our guesthouse, where it lay waiting for us, thank the gods (his schoolbooks are in there, but more importantly: his knife, and most importantly: his stuffed rabbit Snoef). Now the boys are mandatory to eat all the liquorice their grandparents sent along with us, in a day, so we have the amount of bags that we were counting on ;-)
