The greyish view from 17th floor, NES building |
A week of neither cold nor warm, neither sunny nor
rainy wheather can lead anyone to depression. During the dark november evenings the only way to escape from the dreariness is to
remember sometheing bright and colourful that happily hapenned in your life
with a cup of hot milk and honey.
I usually dream of my visit to Sri Lanka last year,
when from such "greyishness" we arrived at sunny and warm cost of the ocean. It
really looks like a picture from paradise: coconut trees, vast sandy beach, and
the huge wavy ocean, in which I could swim for more than 3 hours at a time.
My
typical day began with waking up early in the morning and having a breakfast
which consisted of dairy products (though I suppose Indians do not drank any
milk due to their religion) with some local jam. Than I went swimming and swam
all the morning to the dinner, which could not be refused because you
desperately want eating because of the sea climate. Than my parents and I had
nap, played some games such as table tennis, and went back to the beach. It got
dark very fast, and beautiful equinoctial night sky with thousands of stars
with the moon which beautifully highlighted clouds appeared. We went to have
another meal, and I ended my day with browsing the net, talking on Skype or chatting
in facebook with my dearest friends.
One day we went for some excursion to feel the local atmosphere.
We saw elephant farm, drank pure Ceylon tea, and visited its former capital
Kandy where British governor used to live. At the evening our group visited the beautiful
gardens of the Cenral park where we discovered many amazing trees and plants and
even found a tree planted by Yuri Gagarin :)
After swimming or eating nothing could be better than
lying on the beach reading something interesting. Due to my school programme I
had to read *Master and Margarita* there. It was very interesting reading, and
the thing that amazed me most was that on our way back during the night flight
somewhere in the sky over the Indian Ocean I read an end scene where Woland
with main heroes also fly through the night sky! So under the moon and over the
night ocean I could lively imagine how these events could occur. Mystic. That's
how I ended my trip to paradise)
Thank you for reading.
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