I don’t know how he does it, I really don’t. Fahim can fall asleep in the weirdest positions. Like this. I mean, here you can clearly see him yawning, but he can and does sleep like this, too.
This is our most common form of transportation here – a trishaw, also known as a tuk-tuk or auto-rickshaw. Three wheeled for easy maneuverability and quick passage through busy busy streets.
Oberon. Much like Fahim, he could fall asleep anytime, anywhere. Unless there was loud noise. But otherwise, he just sprawled wherever and slept…
I miss him and Tellulah.
Rambutan. A funny looking fruit that’s sold at road-side temporary stalls when it’s in season. Sellers stack rambutan on tables the size of a card table, stacked about a foot and half to two feet high. Because of its velcro-like outside, the rambutan don’t fall off like apples or oranges would.
This is another picture that typifies Sri Lanka. 
See the eggs in the crate tied to the motorcycle? Yes, eggs. Not covered, no. Not in egg cartons, no. Loose eggs. If that driver isn’t careful…
It’s true, these are two of my favourite subjects. My husband, Fahim, and my nephew, Ike.
My sister, niece, nephew, and I were touring around Colombo on one of their visits here. We saw this bale of cinnamon quills in a sort of museum at a Buddhist temple.
This is true cinnamon, also known as Ceylon cinnamon, or Cinnamomum verum or C. zeylanicum. What passes for cinnamon in many countries, including the US and Canada, is actually cassia, a close relative of cinnamon with a similar flavour.
You know how you’ve seen movies with snake charmers in them, and the snakes go really really high? Yeah, it’s not like that in real life. This snake charmer managed to get his snake, which he kept in his covered wicker basket when not entertaining, not even a foot high.
Ah well.
