First of many relaxed and luscious beach places. (Though this was the only hotel selling such original artwork.) The kids were perfectly happy eating pizza, fries and drinking milkshakes beside the pool. “What’s not to like about Sri Lankan cooking?” they ask!
The buffet breakfasts are the true work of art. I understand why they only run for two hours, we’d stay and eat all day if they’d let us. All the usual pastries, fruits and cereals of the world… plus the omlette making dude, the uppa cooking lady, the waffle wallah and my favourite; the masala dosai making station. Breakfasting like a king of several principalities.
Lucinda revealed her twin skills of reptile spotting and nurturing and jet-skiing like one of Charlie’s Angels. The reptiles started out small; geckos, water monitors and became gargantuan by the time we hit Mirissa.
Bentota Beach really worked its magic for me when an elephant and mahout strolled through the hotel gardens (while I sipped my $4 mojito in the shade)
