Batticaloa – Mutur - 115 km
From Batticaloa to Mutur, the route hugged the coast past rice
paddies and sparsely populated areas. Feeling like the pied piper, I
biked through tiny settlements with every giggling kid on a bicycle in
tow. A few Hindu temples made for interesting exploring as they were
colourful and so were the people. The oppressing heat and humid
weather made me call it a day on reaching Mutur, even though a
mere 30 kilometres remained to Trinco.
I’m sure my abode had never previously housed a foreign tourist, as
other occupants came to look. Even the owner rocked up later,
checking if all was in order. Then, he sent his house boy, as he called
him, to get me a meal of fried rice from the restaurant.