I tried to take some pictures…but the stark contrast between the freezing cold hotel and the volcanic heat outside meant the internal lens on my camera got covered in condensation..
So well, I have some nice misty pictures reminiscent of Genting..
I will have to stay outside a little longer next time to let the temperature of the camera rise to the outside temp.
Work is good, except KL keeps hassling me to finish some things I was working on before I left…
So last night I was working in the hotel room until after midnight…nice..
Just got out to grab some Chilli Con Carne and a couple of pints of Carlsberg!
The weather is hot here, the food is hot here, the chicks are…not as hot as I expected, but well maybe I’ve been looking in the wrong places.
I remember in University, the 2 most stunning girls around were Sri Lankans, exotic creatures indeed with hourglass figures, smooth complexions and miles of long shiny flowing black hair..
Perhaps memories are tinted with rose coloured spectacles 🙂
There are some dodgy old Chinese aunty hookers that hang around the hotel bar every night too looking hopeful, I mean they must be close to 40 and by the looks of things they weren’t THAT great when they were 25…
Luckily I am not alone though so they don’t bug me, my colleague says if you go to the bar alone, sure thing they will come over and haunt you.
They do seem to get some action from horny old men though, perhaps they are cheap, who gives a fuck? Not me..
Lunch was spicy again, costs about 4RM for a pint of carlsberg in a normal bar.
Food is about 7RM for rice, meat and 2 veges in a decent aircon place.
Not as cheap as I expected on the food front, haven’t seen hoardes of crab soup either..
Unfortunately my colleague isn’t fond of seafood, so I might have to venture out on my own.
The hotel is nice though, you have to pay through your ass for everything though, Internet access in the ‘Business Center’ is 100rupees for 15 minutes, WTF?!? That’s 16RM PER HOUR FOR THE FUCKING INTERNET. Definately a bunch of monkey molesting capitalists..Bring me Horus, 2RM per hour..AND they have WCIII!
Colombo is definately not a smoking country, unlike most other Asian nations where every man and his dog (and his mother) is puffing away on a cancer stick, you just don’t see people here smoking..
Cigarettes are EXPENSIVE. I should have gotten a whack from the cluestick when I saw the duty free ciggies here were more expensive than back in Malaysia..
But I didn’t buy them anyway, turns out it’s illegal to sell non Sri-Lankan made cigarettes, so buying foreign ciggies like Marlboro is a dodgy under the counter affair and you get your smokes in a paper bag made out of computer printouts, they cost the princely sum of 220rupees..Which is about 10RM.
In the hotel they are 300rupees, which is about 12RM.CRAZY!
Traffic is pretty frantic here, crossing the road is a hair raising experience, but seen as though I grew up on the streets, I’m quite ok with that..Hey they got brakes, they can use em…it is Sri Lanka though, so it’s more like..Hey they got brakes, they can use em…if they work..
Anyway back to h4x0ring the pl4n3t y0!
Have fun, miss yah.