Today was another day of travel. The first leg of the journey was to Mullaittivu, which was the place of the final battle in their war. Still, the signs of the war were all around. Someone said that in many areas of Sri Lanka, 50% of the houses that were vacated during the war are still abandoned.
Most of the villages around here are made of up fishermen who earn the equivalent of a few dollars day. Not enough to pay their expenses.
In Mulliattivu, we had lunch and took a look at the coast. Since death by swimming (riptides) was not an option, we could have resorted to playing volleyball with a shoestring as a net. We decided to move on.
It was a belief for decades that if the war could end, they would have peace in Sri Lanka. Well nearly a decade later, they still lack peace. This tent houses the photos of young boys who have "disappeared" during the war. I understand the mothers gather here regularly still seeking the location of their boys or some kind of closure.
Then we were back on the road for our final push to Jaffna.
Along the way we crossed paths with peacocks, buffalo, cattle, goats, wild dogs, flooded roads, potholes the size of couch, and crossing a river. I'm sure I left something out of this list.
The monsoon rains were coming down very powerfully and I was grateful to be in the van. I fell asleep for much of the journey and we arrived to our hotel at night. My body was sore from being bounced around for the past few hours.
We arrived at the Green Grass Hotel where we will be staying for three nights! Good night.