International Jetsetters Extraordinaire:D5

Day 5-6: There was some serious stuff going down in Mirissa, and I am talking RE-LAX. The toughest these days got was a thirty minute tuk-tuk ride to Unawatuna from Mirissa for a change of scenery. In Mirrissa, we were staying at Kasey’s joint (who will feature in a future blog, re centipedes) who hooked us up big time for some whacky tabacky – you got to have your beach boy posse to hook you up with Bob Marley and The Reefers. Embo and Caz managed to squeeze in a bit of shopping, surprising even the local shopkeep by buying the two faro-out tubes and straw hats… I never laughed so hard (nor Chris or the three local boys) when that massive wave came out of nowhere to dump poor Em and Caz who’s assess were stuck in the tube with their legs and heads poking out. Mental Note: Never Rely on a Blow Up Tube When Near Surfers.

Em and Caz in their tubes pre-wipe out (Mirissa)

Emma heading to Parrot Rock on Mirissa Beach.

Unawatuna was p.diddy cool too; in between drinks we managed to squeeze in some snorkelling, checking out the awesome parrot fish, blue gropers, angel, clown, and other bright coloured fish swimming amongst the tsunami riddled corral. When Emma and Caz went jewellery shopping, that was a sign for Chris and myself to head out for a swim to greet the thunderstorm and rain. I must agree Chris, there’s nothing quite as cool as swimming in the warm ocean with the chilly rain pelting down.. until you get out and look for a dry towel. Saving the best for last though, we had one awesome final meal.. fit for a king, several queens, two jacks and one joker. The spread was fantastic: lobster, crab, prawns, calamari, fish curry, and so on and so on. Whilst you couldn’t describe the atmosphere as a vibrant, the scenery was beach lovin’ candy to the eyes and the food was jelly belly scrumptious.

Not a bad view lil' beach Unawatuna, 'eh?