

Mirissa, Sri Lanka
Having slept with the shutters wide open and only the ancient vertical iron bars between us and the rainforest I woke gently as sunlight began to illuminate our lush surroundings. The white mosquito drapes billowed gently as the cool breeze moved across the bed and the room was filled with the sound of unfamiliar birdsong. Columns of sunlight highlighted the charismatic features of the room and I could not have been more content so having Bob insist we get up for...