Whit Water Rafting, 3 legged elephants and tea plantations (Jen- yes Lotty has not sold me for alocohol, camels, local men, or anything else!)

After paying an extortionate amount of money to our driver we managed to leave Kandy at 7.30 and head to the Pinnewala Elephant orphanage. There are hundreds of elephants, some who are blind due to being shot, one with 3 legs after standing on a mine, an earless one caught in a mine etc. lots of cute little baby ones being fed milk from a bottle too. Seemed a little weird that we were just wandering in amongst them and hoping they didnt decide to trample on us when tourists were taking pictures of their babies but appears not. They did kill a couple of rangers the week before though!!

Next stop- white water rafting in Kitugala. Fantastic Grade 3/4 rapids on the River that they filmed Bridge over the River Kwai on (yes, you read that right, not Thailand!!) Managed to just about stay in before being tossed out for 'Body drifting' (alive not dead fortunately!) Tried not to think too much about what else was swimming in the river with us, but obviously we weren't tasty enough that day.

After a brief shower, we headed off to our third destination of the day (will need a holiday soon!) Dalhousie, at the foot of Adams Peak. Lotty was in the land of nod so didn't see all the check points and guns being pointed at her, but she seemed quite happy. Arrived in Dalhousie to discover it had closed a few weeks earlier when the season ended and there was really no one there. A mad man in a grey fleece was sent by the Mafia Don to greet us as Kandy Mafia had pre-booked us into the Green House. It was certainly 5 star at 1.25 pound each a night, and that even included your very own cockroach and lizard. We were then summoned to sit before Mafia Don 2 who pretends to be blind and wears very dodgey Stevie Wonder sunglasses. He insisted that we needed a guide up the mountain which he would arrange from one of his men, "just in case we needed a witness if anything happened" Not sure if that was in case he needed a 'witness' in case we were bumped off on the mountain or in case we needed a witness for something!

Dinner with a mad newly released from a Pakastani jail Dutchman, who shared with us his personal experiences of getting Hep B from sleeping with prostitutes who insist on keeping the light off and getting sexual favours from senior foreign ministers in return for drugs.....but apparently he was most definitely not gay. Still working that one out!