What was all that about…? Sri Lanka and Tsunami

Its, 4.10am on 31st of Dec. The date of this travel log should have been the 26th of Dec and the content more cheerful. We had arrived in Sri Lanka on the 12th and we spent a couple of weeks getting ourselves sorted and buying a jeep before going over to Arugam Bay. We bought an old Land Rover and had a few problems getting it to work well enough to go across the country. We finally got it going and arrived in Arugam Bay at 7.30am Christmas morning. We nearly didn’t go for Christmas and was going to stay in Colombo, but we were on a mission to get there so the kids could have Christmas on the beach. Penny and the kids spent the day chilling and swimming in the sea and I spent it fixing the last few problems on the Land Rover with my new found local mechanic. We had dinner in the evening and opened our presents. I woke up the next day around 8.00am. I thought… this is the first day or the rest of my life and all that… or at least whilst I am in Arugam Bay. I had done a deal with myself that if I did not have time to go for a swim every morning… then I was doing something wrong. This was the first day of living that dream, I finally had the time! Angus came down with me and was a bit scared so he sat on the top of the beach which was about 5 foot above the shore line. I went for a swim...

Heading Home

I have always said you never really get to meet the real people of a country until you have a small problem like a blow out… and you find out if they really are nice people or not. Sri Lanka is a beautiful country and the people here are… very special. We have had so much help from so many people before and after the shit hit the fan. We are gutted we are leaving, but we need to put our kids first and make them feel safe again as soon as possible. We don’t know what we are going to do next… for the last three days it has been about survival and getting out of here. See you all soon...

Sasha's email on the Tsunami

Hi Guys, We are all alive with a few cuts and bruises. We were all having breakfast and chilling out when it happened, then my dad said run for your life. I knew he wasn’t joking because I saw a wave coming. We ran and we were dragged by a wave for about 300 metres. We held onto fridges and ovens for our lives. We climbed onto a house and then it collapsed so we ran for our lives again and climbed a rock. We were safe. We were then picked up by a tractor with a trailer and went to the nearest hospital and then slept the night were we were safe. We then got a helicopter to Ampara the highest point for miles around. We went to the hospital there and got are tetenes injections to kill any dieses. We are now at someones house. A persons house who we had saved. We went to the British High Comission were they gave us a piece of paper to show who we are and now we need to call all the air lines to see which plane has spare seats. We should be back in England in under a week and we will come and see all of you at some point and we will be living with family. Loads of love...