Sex Education
30/11/10
[age 14]
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After breakfast, we jumped into a tuk-tuk and headed down to Negombo town. The driver stopped as some shops to buy clothes and jewellery. The shopping was much different to shopping in England. We then went to the fish market, that stunk! I didn’t really like it there but I’m glad I saw it, it was really interesting. We went back to the hotel and spent a few hours relaxing and swimming for the last time. We started to talk to the two lifeguards about the women of Sri Lanka and relationships. They were saying that you’re not allowed to have sex or live with eachother before marriage. They said that they do, secretly, but if they don’t get married, the women usually commit suicide because she’s lost her virginity before marriage, and she won’t be able to marry another man. It is so different to marriage in England. Manil (the lifeguard) asked for my contact details. I was like WoooooH… but no, I kept my cool and wrote down everything of the detail, phone, address, EVERYTHING! I hope he keeps in contact.
He invited us to go for a drink down Rodeos and mum said yes. We left them and went up to the room to pack and shower. We went down to rodeos in the rain and had dinner. The dinner was cooked by a very good looking young man who I kept smiling at. As well as him being hot the curry was hotter! I couldn't eat all of it my lips were on fire ;) I think I needed somebody to kiss them and cool them down ;) (oh dear Amy).
We moved bars and went into the bar we first went into, with the nice waiter. We met the French guys again and started to talk. I quite like the waiter Gihan. As it was the 1st of December, we went outside to see the fireworks. Gihan told me how much he liked me and gave me my contact details. He hugged me and said to me that I should really come back next year. He grabbed my hand and said “come on where shall we go?”. I knew what he wanted and said “I can’t”. It was wrong anyway, he was 22! There was a big party thing because it turned the 1st of December. Loads of men wanted to dance with me, including one of the French guys (Eric). It was all a bit weird and I didn’t really know what to do. Mum and Dad were drunk and me and mum were the only women there. We eventually left about 1:30am. I felt sad leaving Gihan but I knew it would never really work. I gave him my address anyway. We left and went back to the hotel. What a strange, confusing night?!