Except for that everything is great in Unawatuna. We ended up staying one night at Tangalle at a really yucky hotel. Mommy almost made the housekeeper cry. For good reasons too! She yelled and screamed at this poor guy because you literally could not see the sink in the bathroom it was so covered with ants. Anyway, we got out of there fast! Now we’re in a lovely beachfront cabana with no ants to worry about.
Last night we went to a beach shack restaurant. It had very good food, but when they started setting up the disco I wished I had never been born. I guess they were having technical problems, because the only CD they could find was the dreaded Village People! “YMCA” kept repeating and Daddy would not stop doing the hand motions! I could have died on the spot with embarrassment. It was really funny though.
