Getting to know the place....

My new home has welcomed me very kindly!

The house was build by a British tea farmer family around 100 years ago. Around 1100 meters high in the mountains, it belongs to the village of Diyathalawa. There is huge Eucalyptus trees everywhere and birds like beos and the sri lankan kuckuck.

28 local people work here, in the kitchen, service, office, arjuvedic treatment building, the garden and so on. All are extremely sweet: "Madame has very nice hair!"

And of course, Madame does not need to make her bed, cook, wash her clothes or carry her bags!

I went to the village and met the local grocery dealer and the hair dresser, the police, the post man and the lady tailor. This boy with the funny build shop is selling fried pastry (?).

The weather is almost like at home, I guess: Rain and rain and sometimes a little sun. It feels really cosy. And at 6 pm it is night! Bedtime is around 9 pm and around 5.30 am I get up. The buddhist monks are singing from 5 to 6 am anyways. And at 6 am the Hindi priests start. The moslems sing when ever they want, but not so often...