Gate 11

OK, I was just waiting at Colombo airport with time to kill and thought how good it would be to have some Internet access to kill half an hour. I look to my left and and happen to notice an orange clad monk using a FREE internet terminal not 3 paces away. Come on Sri Lankaaaa! So here I am bloggging from my gate. I was zooming here in my tuk tuk earlier and had what I thought was a great idea. Having amassed a silly amount of rupee notes in a market trader's-size roll I decided to tie tie them up and "deliver" them as a love bomb to a deserving passerby. If you want to feel like a mafia don or king maybe leave them untied. Eye up likely candidates and launch the bomb at their unsuspecting feet for a surprise mini gift from your speeding tuk. This works best in open sided transport, but windows down is just fine too. I weigh up a few candidates and no-one looked right until I saw two female street sweepers. Perfect. Launch bomb. Look up. Notice we are 100 yards from airport security check involving men with big guns. Hmmmmm. If they saw that it looked strangely similar to an illicit drugs drop. Nice one Mel. Pull up. Smile like an idiot and blush. Perfect. Good cover. Feel glad the women got the tip. Seem to get away without question. Get into terminal and suddenly realise that what I lobbed was a beautiful amalgamation of Nepalese and Sri Lankan notes due to their similarity. Now the women may think its all a total joke. Oh well. The best laid plans eh?...Final check on my luggage to ensure no metal objects to woo Indian customs with. Check clear. Chick pea snacks I am carrying my endear me to them even more. Wriggle toes to check sand from the beach is still there. Scrinch nose to check slight sun toasted sensation. Nice. Now where's that flight to Heathrow.......