Two crackers and Jam: My ten days off struggle and discovery on a Sri Lankan monostary.

It was almost 5 o’clock in the afternoon. I had been looking forward to this moment the whole day. There were few “joys” in this monastery but this was one of them. It was the last meal of the day. Meal is to say a lot since it was nearly a bite. Enough to give you something but not enough to fill you up. The standard was three water biscuits…