This post is the last in our six-part series with John Ainger. John spent the first months of the year as an intern with Community Friends studying micro-enterprise and ecological economics in Portland, Oregon and Sri Lanka. He is now beginning his college career at University of Sussex in England.
Jeewa a naturally early bird gets up at 5:30, and wakes me up at what I consider midnight but actually 6 o’clock. The sunrise is truly astonishing, though for the locals it is just another start to the day.
It was quite sad for me leaving the beautiful place and people of Waitalawa and Ulla behind. For me, I felt perhaps that I had not fully grasped what day-to-day life meant here during my brief stay on the island of Sri Lanka. I had merely a small snapshot. I had come away thinking however, that these people were far more sustainable than we in the West are and that they were far more ‘local’ in their economics. It is nice to see that there are still a few places where the tentacles of globalisation have not yet reached. These people do not lead a ‘Western’ lifestyle but with a little help I believe they will be the happier for it.
While Community Friends are helping them, they can also teach us. Jeewa was sad to leave as I think he feels a real bond with these people. Over the course of our stay it had emerged that he was born and raised on a tea plantation so he felt a great deal of empathy.
Today I also walked along the train tracks to the 9 arches bridge-a colonially built bridge and I must say very impressive. The walk though is a killer; it’s a three hour round trip and my ankle is unfortunately feeling a bit the worse for wear. The trains are one of the few benefits I think my ancestors brought to Sri Lanka: the trains, the English language and cricket. As a bit of light relief after my walk I watch the world cup final with the locals, which is great fun, even though Sri Lanka lose to their neighbour and fierce rival, India. For my American audience cricket is a superior form of baseball!
My last big adventure before departing this island was to climb to the top of it. Needless to say it was absolutely pitch black when I exited my hotel (in Delhousie) at 2:45 am to start my ascent of Big Adam. I was thankful that in my still sleepy state, the route up Adam was lit and fairly easy to follow. It was just a question of whether my legs would survive the 5200 steps I would have to climb.
I was accompanied on my climb by several hundred Hindu and Buddhist pilgrims making their way up as well as the odd fellow tourist. Adam’s Peak is named as it is believed by Christians to be the place where Adam first stepped after being cast from heaven. Buddhists often call it ‘Sri Pada’ which means sacred footprint as it is where they believe Buddha left it on his way to paradise whilst Hindus believe the footprint is that of Lord Shiva’s.
I was among the first of the tourists to the top (many of the pilgrims had spent the night up there) and was chuffed with a climbing time of 1 hour 45. My quick time did mean however that I was waiting at the top in the freezing cold and wind before the sunrise. Boy, was it worth the wait. The sun comes up very quickly, but Adam casts a magnificent shadow behind him. The orange glow of the early sun and the Buddhist chants makes the whole experience feel very pure, like you could be there 500 years before. It’s mesmerising. The trek down is a killer-as they say, ‘You’re a fool not climb Adam’s Peak once, but a damn fool to do it again’. Very wise words.
No time for a nap as I reached the bottom at 9 am and devoured some rotis. I had to try and catch the train to Colombo. I missed it. It would have to be the bus. After two buses and 7 hours I finally reunite myself with my parents, greeted by Dad in a traditional Sri Lankan sarong and a nice cold Lion beer. Very nice!
A great end to a super trip and one which I’ll never forget. Thanks to all at Community Friends! I leave you now and close with this photo of the spectacular Sri Lankan beaches. Back to England and my studies at University of Sussex.
Cheers,
John Ainger
Community Friends’ Intern

















