Oi! Once again the posse is ready to roll out of this (currently not so) Frozen Hell and storm the southern lands! Once again the road (or well, a few planes) leads us towards the faraway lands in the Asia, this time though we’ll be stopping once we reach the Indian subcontinent, instead of flying past it on our way to Southeast Asia. More precisely Sri Lanka it is!
The core of the group I am travelling with is quite the same as on our last Asian Adventure, but is being reinforced with a couple of outsiders. Personally I have no idea how the dynamics of this new group will eventually end up working, but I am holding all my fingers and toes crossed everything works out just fine and we won’t be ripping each others throats within the first week.
In addition to the resident fool, our lil group will consist of:
- Ville, our budget travelling hero, to whom no dump or pigsty is too messy to sleep in – provided that he’ll save a couple rupies by staying there. And as our only nutritionally… handicapped… person Ville will also be the reason why we’ll have to skip about half of all the good smells and tasty foods while out there. That bastard.
- Jenny is another one from our core group and the forever jumpy, nervous and somewhat incoherent FussMaster™ or our merry lil band. Supposedly a seasoned traveller, but you wouldn’t be able to tell that just by observing her bahavior. The one who is guaranteed to explode in a restaurant when ever some small detail is amiss.
- Annika, the first of our perhaps volatile additions, is a psychopath (or was it psychologist, I can never the difference). She’s the only one of our group who has been even more prepared in the preparations than the fool himself – I wonder if she has some ulterior motive, maybe she is aiming to drill holes in our heads and suck our brains out while we sleep.
- Kaisu, the second addition is a half-giant rumored to have a phone growing straight from the side of her head. I am not sure if this legend holds true or if it is just a tale that old greying men tell at the camp fire to scare young lads. Which ever the case, I am being told that we’ll need to tie her to the first palm tree that we see and swap the phone for a hundred gallon tank of strong cocktails.
Sheesh, what a bunch of weirdos – my fellow Knight of the Sausage Boat. Never the less, most of the group stay only till after the Christmas while Jenny and I will be in Sri Lanka all the way until early January. It’ll be even more curious times between the others leaving and January – I am already making bets with myself when I’ll grow tired of all the yapping and rent a motorcycle to tour the country. January will eventually mark the end of the trip for my last fellow knight, but for me it is just the beginning of the adventure – The New World beckons.