I’m in Trinco, with family. It’s raining a lot, but that’s good for the cows, whose ribs are showing. I saw one trying to get service in a kade. Another was walking on water. I wash my feet in the Kanniya hot springs, drive out to see the new Kinniya bridge (unrelated). There’s a rainbow leading to an offshore island. Sri Lanka is often surreal in a WTF way, but sometimes it’s FTW.
In a separate instance, for example, I picked up a nice shell. It was brown but pretty solid, one of those conical curlies. I carried it around, tried to snap it with my hands, banged it on a rock. Fascinating physics, really. Came back, fell asleep, ate my body weight in shrimp, whatever. My cousin freaks out cause the shell is leaking onto a chair, but he’s a child and not entirely reliable. I put the thing on the ground next to my battery charger.
Later my uncle asks me what my gadget is doing and I struggle to explain my exotic charging technology. And he’s like, ‘No, that gadget.’ I get up to see that my shell has sprung legs and is running away. Bit of a shock for everyone involved, I think. I was like, ‘terribly sorry old chap’ and toss him back in the China Bay. I think I saw him again this afternoon but it might have been someone else.