...met this old guy waiting for the tuktuk surgery...nip and tuktuk...
...then to the golf course...
...cow mowers on the driving range...
...kids fishing in the water hazard...having a hell of a time!
...two budding fashion models...
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Golf in Sri Lanka...and stuff
Sure doesn't take long for people to get bored...3 page views yesterday and no comments for 3 days...is this thing still working? Maybe you should come to Sri Lanka and have your busted fingers fixed at this clinic...when our tuktuk broke down we had it fixed there...
The next day...today, but tomorrow for you, we went to a graveyard...
...old Ceylon military graveyard from the mid eighteenth century...people died real young back then...
...lunch at the Muslim Hotel...meet smilin' Moustafa...
...I think this is a statue of Ravi Shankar...I thought he was Indian...anyway...
...the front desk at a hotel we aren't staying at...
...then we stumbled across the worlds strongest man competition...
...and for my buddy Luf, who can't seem to make a comment if his life depended on it (and it does! Muuuhahahahahaha!)...
...what a coincidence...ran across Luf's younger brother...
Off to a town that starts with a B...I think...maybe Badulla, tomorrow. Somebody read this thing...anyone out there?
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Sorry for the lack of replies, we were all watching the state of the union speech and enjoying our mlk holiday.
ReplyDeleteI just realized how sensitive you are, it's very becoming. Do go changin',
Richard Monday
Oops, i meant' don't go changin'.
DeleteMr. Monday...what a nice surprise!!! You would have killed that course...or at least one of the cows! I'm glad someone realizes how goddamned sensitive I am! Makin' me tear up just thinkin' about it! How was Indian Wells?
DeleteYou know I read every day with my coffee TDL, and I was super pissed when I had nothing to read yesterday! Also, in my defense, you never commented on my "hod ma dic #2" photo, so there.
ReplyDeleteYA...but you heard the cheering all the way from Sri Lanka didn'tcha? I bin hod ma dic ever since!!!
ReplyDeleteIndeed I did. Now we get to play the cheatin' Patriots and we are gunna kick their asses.
DeleteI have no comment. Oh, wait a minute..........
ReplyDeleteJurassic
(official agent for the Gastonguay-Beaudry's)
Now what kind of percentage are they paying you to harass me...it's not enough!
DeletePlease do not think the lack of comments implies “post fatigue”. Far from it, I believe many of your fans are, like me, amazed at your insightful commentary and don’t know where to begin our praise. Your grasp of cultural and social nuances and historical appreciation of the complexities of the mysterious Far East, well they leave us speechless.
ReplyDeleteA small suggestion, I offer with great humility; Perhaps the blog title might be renamed “From Pillar to Post”.
David
PS: Great photos
SOME OF THE PEOPLE WHO ARE SUBJECTED TO AND INUNDATED BY THE SELF PROCLAIMED AUTHOR OF THIS BLOG FIND THAT IT BETTER TO IGNORE RATHER THAN ENCOURAGE MORE FROM A MAN WHO KNOWS MORE ABOUT COWS THAN HE LETS ON...
ReplyDeleteThe thing between the cow and I was consensual...no...really, it was...
DeleteLove the portraits of all the people, reminds me of my favourite Vietnamese lady on your staircase. Beautiful! xo Lesley
ReplyDeleteThanks sweetie...you just haven't seen the wannabe Indian in the last post! The people here are beautiful, and they can cook...hmmmm, just like you!
DeleteNot only do we know what number 9 is, we also know what Love Potion #9 is and we used it! Also you sling more BS than the 13 tons the car can carry...As for the Wanabe Indian, I suspecthe just wanted to be attached to you in a most manly manner...
ReplyDeleteTakes one to know one...sphincter boy...and the Love Potion #9 you used is for sheep!
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