Dreaming Colombo

Placeholder text for a post on Place Stories. Capital of Sri Lanka. A dreamy place. Humid, lush, alive. One night I headed to the Muslim area for street food. Then I went to the public wholesale goods market, which was bustling. The scent of spices wafted throughout the alleyways. Colors splashed everywhere. The red mosqueContinueContinue reading “Dreaming Colombo”