Sri Lanka- country of Tamil Tigers
Hobby or lifestyle
I have heard of Sri Lanka from the geography textbooks in schools. For the first time I had somewhat more direct link with the country in my Highschool "Bastille" 31, when Blagovest( Chochkata). my classmate, who had lived in Colombo, a few years, who sometimes was telling us about the state.
It has been 10 year since I have graduated school. For those years, many things occurred, as for me, as do I believe for all of you as well. Most importantly, I have became a surfer, something I always wanted and I thought, impossible in my home country, Bulgaria. Today it is a reality and dare I say immodestly, I'm one of the people, who most love surfing in Bulgaria in its purest form. Namely, not just a sport or hobby, but a lifestyle approaching us to the eternal relations of the man with nature. A lifestyle returnning us in the past where it all has began. I remember many things, I remember my first caught wave at Sandala's (one of the founders of the sport in Bulgaria) spot between Arapia and Lozenets, remember the sunsets of the spot at camping "Dolphin", when I could not catch a single wave, but I was extremely happy, just to be in the sea and the hot water coloured by the sunset caressing my body. I remember the nights under the sky, when I could hear the waves and I could not sleep, Looking forward the sunrise, to see the stormy sea. I remember evenings by the fire in the Enchanted Forest Varvara. The noise of the waves, the plans, and dreams of distant travels and warm seas. I remember all the memories with my friends over the years, which remain sealed in me and I carry in everything I do, wherever I am away from home.
For those years I did a lot of traveling, surfed 4 continents, I met a lot of people, I saw other cultures, beliefs, custom and superstition, and despite everything, I dare to say, people deep down are the same, and do not differ from us on anything substantial. Everyone is looking for happiness under the sun and wants to find harmony.
It is really hard for me to describe in words, what does the surf gives us, but I think any surfer would agree on one: Freedom. Depiction of feelings and emotions using words are something only the great masters, part of whom I'm definitely not, but hopefully the story below, touches you and makes you think about the important things for you and those, that make you truly happy.
Where do they live Tamil Tigers?
After this long introduction, let me start the story. Шри Ланка –; originally called Ceylon is a state located south of the Indian subcontinent. Climate is tropical with monsoon period and dry period. The population is 25 million people, in terms of religion most of the population are Buddhists. Bearing in mind, one of my trips to Indonesia, an Australian guy, that we call Master Robbie, has told us about Sri Lanka and even then I was intrigued by its surf potential. 2015 was a pretty good surf, I did two trips to Portugal and Indonesia and our dear Bulgarian sea (Black Sea) has rewarded us with many days with good waves. We finished the year with proper surfing in Greece and somehow even with the winter comming, my enthusiasm to surf was 100% and I knew, that the start of the new 2016 will also be marked by a trip, namely Sri Lanka.
The date was January 20, where I ended up at Sofia Airport with a small bag on my back and surfboard bag with very little equipment and clothes. After a while my companions started to show up and joint the trip: Ogi was the first, and then Bobby. It turned out, that every journey is marked by an event, which is an obstacle to already established plan. Our flight from Athens was delayed due to fog and so we missed our second flight. Therefore, we could not fly off on time, but we had to wait. After a long quarrel with one employee at the airport, which was quite helpful, a flight to Doha was found and from there to Colombo . We spent all day at the airport and in the early afternoon flew to Doha. It was time for some good for to regenerate, where we met by chance a friend of mine from Holland, Chrisi, who was just returning from a trip with her boyfriend. On the next morning we were finally in Sri Lanka. Got a local taxi, to drive us to SK town, the place that would become our home and my "call center" in the coming 15 days. The "call center" reference came from a surfing trip to Greece four days before Sri Lank's with Marti's camper.
The first few days the waves were a bitter disappointment, nevertheless we were every day in the water and riding on prevailing closeouts, However, randomly you can find a decent wave that makes your day. Being on the ocean with no waves was like a torture for me. , Its good to have the sunsets at least. , Who were simply phenomenal. I stayed each night in the water, just to gaze at the sunset and be grateful. I thought about many things, I thought how lucky I am to have the opportunity at that moment to be there and to feel the nature with all my senses. I thought for one person, who was away from me, but was constantly in my thoughts and somehow the distance was not so noticeable. I thought for my ancestors, who did not have the opportunity to catch a glimpse of the ocean and its beauty, but somehow through me they were there, direct witnesses of nature's perfection.
Bobby caught barrel after barrel while going mad
A few days later came the long-awaited swell, Together with our friend and driver of the local "Tuk-tuk"( taxi tricycle) Tarindu, we headed to Blue beach. My first good day in the tea country. A left Point, characterised with shallow reef INSIDE with no more than 10 people. I caught a lot of waves and the rides' were long with a lot of speed, but by no means stressful waves. I met a Basque, who showed aggression towards everyone except me. I told him a story, that we surf in the Black Sea, which is more like a lake, and apparently he had enjoyed the Bulgarian surfing enthusiasm and was very positive toward me. He was favourable of my waves, but hated all others, sometimes with, sometimes without grouds. However surfing is for everyone and its their right to enjoyed one way or the other, as long as this is in line with the established rules. Zero tolerance toward the impudent.
The next few days, Bobby and I went to Rams, perhaps the steepest wave near Midigama. The Wave was A-frame with a predominantly right and shorter tubes and left wall, that partially tuns into a barrel/tube. I surfed the left hand side, because right was too populated with people and the reef was quite shallow. I did not want my surf trip to end early. However, with bodyboard, Bobby caught barrel after barrel while going mad. It was definitely the best wave, which I surfed on island and normally it attracted the best riders and the biggest competition in the water. From time to time the local turtles joined the action, sailing over the reef and breathing among us, which further enhanced the pleasure to paddle around the turquoise water.
When I got out of the water, I remembered my grandmother's words "go and have a swim into the sea for me", every time me and my parents went to the sea as a child. Well now Grandma, as you read this story, I did swim for you as well in Sri Lanka and Indonesia and many other places.
Little party never killed nobody
A few days after we had already used to the surrounding reality, пристигна и още дна група с българи –; Friends of Bobby and Ogi. We decided to go to the local resort Mirissa, to have dinner and go to a disco/party. The fish, that we ate were amazing, but Old Arrack or the local brandy made from coconut, was shitty. Nevertheless we kind of drank too much. The party was great fun especially combined with the, crazy music type called "minimal", that I had never suspected, I could listen to. We had very hard time falling asleep that night nightmare, after the "ship" was no stop shaking, and I like a keg constantly rolling from the one end to the other. The pirate lifestyle does not suit me well. Of course this is metaphorically, .. Only Ogi did look cool and solid., I do not know is it because he is experienced, or simply because Bobby and I are bad drinkers.
Days went by as if we were in sports camp, surfing in the morning, break time, evening surf, seafood feasts and beautiful sunsets. The only diversity were the messages, I was receiving which filled me with rich emotions, energy and thoughts. We tried to diversify a little the program with tourism, but after about $ 30 Tarindu drove us something, to see the most popular attraction in the area, but actually it was like the lake in Druzhba neighbourhood but, a tropical version, There and then we have decided, that our friendship will be limited to surf rides and dinner . Otherwise, Tarindu was very positive local, who using only 10 dictionary in English can describe 100s of scenarios , if not thousands. Even though we could not teach him, what does the word "When" means. But it does not matter, he was always smiling and pleasant driver of the local taxi "tuk-tuk". He claimed , that he is a fighter, our type of guy, even once he managed to do a grinder on me, but I let him. “Bobi is no strong man, I strong ".he was saying every time, when we refused to play arm wrestling.
When you do something, you love the days pass very quickly. The time spend in Sri Lanka was no exception. We had to go. At times it seemed, that everyone is constantly asking for money, but on the evening of our departure I saw the whole village with us. Everyone was there to say goodbye to us, and then I saw, that these people came at us sincerely to say "Goodbye" to wish us bon voyage, in a human way without other material thoughts. I do not know if, I'll see them again, I do not know if I'll ever go back to Sri Lanka, but certainly this trip left me a pleasant impression , if not through incredible surfing conditions, through the smiles and the positive attitude of the local people, with amazing sunsets. Most importantly that during this trip, a feeling was born in me, that makes me happy and that I wished for long time ago. On the way back to Colombo I stayed in the car and gazed, I could not wait to get back from surf trip. For the first time in my life. I was on the threshold of a new long waited journey, което дълго чаках и там ме чакаше Йолита…;..