If you're one of these diasporic types like me.
The type who yearn for Serendib, who see a picture of some fairly innocuous thing like a bus and get all piney and Lankasick.
If a photo of the motherland makes a thousand words, ten thousand sounds and about eleven thousand smells jump to attention in your mind quicker than one of the assistants in a BIA duty free shop when a flight full of Suddhas arrives, then seriously, stay away from my good friend's, and probably your good friend's, new blog.
It's called Off The Beaten Track and it's full of those things that make me, DD, Darwin and chaps likes that want to hop on a plane for a long weekend over your way. I've linked to it on the left for your, and my, convenience. As Naren says
"However having returned home for the next few years watch this space for tales of my wandering around the island and other trips I have taken/will take in other lands."
You heard it here first. Or not, but, well, you know.