Back in Lanka
for Christmas and this time it's a family affair. We finally get round
to staying at our place in Ahangama, and its a mad rush to get some
furniture, cooker, fridge etc for the Christmas party. Folks and friends
chip in to make it a special occasion and the whole neighbourhoood come
around for a right old do.
26/12/2005 7.30ish am..
No lie in today, our friendly
neighbour Tuk Tuk drivers are at the gate, ready to take us back to
Hikkaduwa one year on. Apart from the hangover, today I have a strange
mix of feelings, first, personally wanting to get this day out of the
way, to get back to where I was before this all happened and get on
with things. I'm sure a lot of people feel this way but so many will
never get back to where they were. Secondly, there is the great feeling
of togetherness, this time we are back with family and friends, who
have supported us so well during the year, and we are heading back to
where we were when that wave hit, to see friends, local or not, with
whom there now seems to be an everlasting bond.
On arriving at Hikkaduwa,
we can see the surfers are already paddling out, many have started forming
the circle out beyond the main peak, to send off a wreath in rememberence
of those who lost their lives the previous year. I frantically catch
up with them, Daz and Mike are already out there and about a hundred
surfers link hands while a short speech is given and a couple of minutes
silence marks 9.15am when first wave hit.
On the paddle in, whilst
everyone is scrambling for the first wave, I am asked if I was the guy
with the broken pelvis by a girl named Kisandra. She informs me that
herself, her boyfriend Scott and a few others lifted the concrete wall
off me and dug out Angela in between the waves that day, and there's
me going round for the last year saying I had found some super strength
when I was ten foot under water...well it was all a bit vague.. Thanks
to everyone involved!!
Up on the beach we meet up
with Juliet and Sunil, who have been making a documentary for the last
year on the inside story of the tsunami. Sunil Elvitigala, a Sri Lankan
born film maker now based in Canada, arrived on Jan 5th, ten days after
the tsunami hit. We have met Sunil and Juliet Coombe, a photo-journalist/photographer
numerous times since we have returned to Lanka and its always good to
see how their projects are getting on. This time they persuaded me to
be interviewed, Daz had already done his bit so fair enough...
Later in the evening, there
was a calm, positive feeling floating around the beach, and the lack
of music pumping out today gave everyone the time to gather their thoughts
and reflect on the past year. At Mambo's around dusk, people started
to dig the date and time "2004 26/12 9.15" in the sand, and
this was lit up with candles marking the end of a moving day for all
involved..
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