My time in Negombo was split between hanging & strolling around, if not nesting & resting. The body asked for it, taking eight to nine hours of sleep, much more than usual. The culinary side once more got into the focus.
Fresh tuna was on my menu list for long but I was not attracted by what the various tourist restaurants’ offerings were showing off. My Hotel Rivinson was run by two young chaps, Sonal and Malith, both in their mid twenties, living their dream and extremely flexible and attentive, accommodating. But no dreamers, solid entrepreneurs, startuppers in neologism terminology. My dilemma got resolved. I bought the tuna fillets and they made a meal out of it. Well, I bought enough for two meals. Delicious, especially the tuna curry, where I learned about adding garcinia to keep the fish tender while boiling the curry, but not too long though, it will get a bit too sour…a new culinary world to me. I told them, that at their age I was just able to get a fried egg done! Impressive.
I like Negombo and if I get another chance I know where to stay my first night after landing. Negombo, a good balance of tradition & tourism.
Fair winds…
