The monsoon rains are approaching, and hotel workers are battening down the hatches as a strong wind blows the storm towards us.
I’m not sure if the tears in my eyes are from the sea breeze or the nostalgia of a journey I made to Sri Lanka 21 years ago, but I’m grateful that the wind is helping to dry them.
Much has changed since I was last here as a volunteer in the months after the 2004 Read Entire Article


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