Soft sand like quick sand...

The second night in our “hotel” was absolutely horrendous.
A beach club about 500 meters away played very loud techno tunes until 4 am.
We had found another hotel the night before (we were able to bargain the price down a bit) and were reinforced with the idea that changing hotels would make our stay on the east coast more pleasant (or at least give us some piece and quiet, what we needed after two almost sleepless nights...).

So when after checking out and checking into the new hotel, the surf still didn’t look too good we decided to rent a scooter for the day.

First we drove out of A’bay towards the national park, hoping we’d be able to see some elephants again. But apart from monkeys, cows and hundreds of peacocks we were not lucky that day.

We drove through the nearby town of Pottuvil. This town is renowned for a beautiful and massive mosque. Around it are small alleys with houses everywhere. The kids on their way to

school (or back as it was mid-morning?) were all waving and smiling at us... Whereas a lot of the older women (half of them wearing burkas) and men just stared at my white legs.
I did not feel comfortable at all...but then again - probably should not have worn a dress on the back of the scooter ;).

We googled one of the surf breaks and thought we’d go and check it out. Still on the scooter we tried getting through the sandy roads.
It makes sense to us now why people drive tuk-tuks to the beach and not scooters with surfboard racks. Not only is it prohibited here to drive with surfboards on the scooter, it’s really quite impossible to get there.

Before anyone gets worried - we’re both in one piece and apart from a few bruises nothing happened. But we did have a fall off the scooter.

Being the cool kids we are, we got back on it and drove another 20 meters before we admitting to ourselves this probably wouldn’t work and turned around. (Poor Chris still has to endure me now, sitting on the back and being the worst passenger, telling him to slow down as soon as we’re driving more than 30km/hour).

After a quick stop at the hotel, where Chris showed the local guys how to use their gym equipment, we decided to get some lunch.

We spent the rest of the day driving around and after a very nice chicken burger for dinner, sought the coolness of our room.
Early night we thought...

At quarter past ten we got dressed again and got ourselves ready to go for another walk up and down the main road. It was literally impossible to sleep -due to noise - AGAIN.

We tried finding a bar selling beers (which really is quite difficult there) and ended up at the super expensive beach bar where we had dinner on our first night. Moods were low, but we tried making the best of it.