Today we had the day to ourselves, a chance to recover from the gruelling, but brilliant day yesterday. As we walked to breakfast there were three Great Flameback Woodpeckers on the palm trees and of course I didn't have my camera! A beautiful view over breakfast.
After breakfast we decided to explore the beach. We were told that we should not go in the sea as it was dangerous with a very strong rip tide and rocks. As we stood looking at the sea the waves were very impressive and you could understand why just a little north from here it is seen as a prime surfing beach.
Some views north and south along the beach. First south.
Some evidence of the rip tide as it pulls the sand from the beach and creates a gully.
Looking north.
A fishing boat hauled up on the beach.
We didn't walk to far, and returned to the pool for the rest of the day. Cattle grazed around the cabanas once again accompanied by their Cattle Egret.
Late afternoon we made our way back to the cabana and a chance for me to finalise our flight details. Using the computer I entered the record locator, but got the response I was dreading, "record not found". I checked and it seemed right, I then added it with capitals, same response, now I was panicking. I tried again and still the same response, melt down, sorry Helen.
When I settled myself a little I realised I had to contact Audley, but couldn't get through, in the end I resorted to calling Viraj, explained the situation and sent him the record locator. I wasn't nice to be around, but fortunately it was a short wait and an answer came back. The locator I had received was ZTS8I9. when I received this a couple of days ago I just copy pasted into the Singapore site. Today I interpreted the locator as ZTS819. But it wasn't a one it was I. When I put that in all was well. All the detail was there, all I had to do now was to wait until I was able to check in and print boarding passes.
I felt a fool, but these things happen, once again I apologise for the melt down. To calm down still more I sat outside on the small deck and listened to the surf breaking and was rewarded with a White-throated Kingfisher appearing on a palm tree.
I was able to get a little closer.
There was still a fullish moon and over dinner it was showing well casting light across the ocean.
What was supposed to be a day of rest turned into a short nightmare, but one that ended quickly. Tomorrow we have a longer journey to out next stop, a boutique hotel on the beach on the outskirts of Tangalle. We have two days there and a morning trip to Bundala National Park
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