Chapter Wagsal...

well since we cannot always afford to go buy our daily groceries and other necessities from supermarkets and super stores...the senior Sri lankans decided to take us all to WAGSAL...

Apparently we were told nothing about it...just to arouse our curiosity not even promises of chocolates would make them reveal anything to us about this place...

And in the metro we were taken to Wagsal...

When we climbed up the metro station to the wide streets...BEHOLD....IT WAS PETTAH...

I mean it...i Georgian Pettah....simply amazing...made us all feel alot at home despite the skin biting coldness...

It was a city square with full of pavement vegi shops and fruit carts....tiny shops which held amazing shoes, boots and many clothes and even the tiny accessory items...

It was a low budget students dream place...because they had everything on the streets and underneath the tents.all you needed to know was a bit of Gorgian and how to bargain..and since we knew neither we were put under a wing of two Seniors who expertly navigated all the by lanes and took us to the shops that we needed to visit the most...

Sadly many thought that we were Indians..it does make you mad sometimes when people get your country wrong. i mean Sri Lanka may be small but we are important and we have had leading personalities from our country right???One thought that i was Iranian???:S..haha..

OMG...How we shopped...from rice to pots and pans to books to cookies...it can all be found here...

thanks to the seniors we managed to get all our stuff...well may be most of the stuff because we tended to flip away to buy useless personal possessions other than the general marketing we came out to do...and we even heard the seniors exclaim in hushed tones..."gannawa...gannwa..iwarayak naaneadha??"(they are buying non-stop)...hehehe...

They have chocolates and cookies and choco-iced biscuits for super cheap prices...mountains of biscuits and chocolates...it was a whole section of the city...a true paradise for a chocoholic like me...well then how can i not laden myself with around 3 kilos of chocs and biscuits..trust me it was that cheap....:)

then after buying books...and an unsuccessful crusade for plastic containers..(georgians dont use plastic bottles...very sad)..and a sudden exclamation by one of my flatmates that she saw a Huge Rat..we decided to call it a day...

With another Kachapuri(Cheese bread if you haven't read the other posts) in hand...we headed back home..to the sweet comfort of our beloved electric heater..

we had a bad feeling that the seniors who took us around might never volunteer to take us shopping..lol...but we did buy them chocolates..hope that worked it's magic....

see you soon..:)