My wife took my son with her when she went with her mother to get some official things sorted out. I was expecting them to have a terrible day, and sadly I was proven right. Due to a series of mishaps and errors, none on her part, she is probably to do the same tomorrow.
I went for a walk with my daughter instead as we were to head off to a shopping mall to get my son and I some sandals. The kids now have the same sized feet, so essentially they are interchangeable. We did not get far before the heat and humidity started to sap our energy. So we returned to the hotel to change into something more appropriate before heading out again, this time by Tuk-Tuk courtesy of Uber. The app makes life easy for people like me who cannot speak any Tamil or Sinhala as the destination pops up on the mobile of the driver.
When in the shopping mall, we found sandals for me, not my ideal ones to replace those that died in Rhodes. But my daughter wanted to return home and I felt too unwell to argue.
We met her uncle and later her grandfather too us our for lunch. She got to decide what kind of food we ate, which was Japanese. I loved it, and would return, but it have to be without the other two who did not like the food there.
After falling asleep again, I went with her wife to her pedicure and then later we all went out for an amazing Chinese meal. Anyway, time for bed before midnight (here).
