A garden reflecting pool collected the next door temple's Stupa as we arrived at our third & last last stay in Rohan's guest houses -- called Colonial House, although I do not know the history behind that name. It had several houses. Ours was dubbed The Doll House... probably because of its rather diminutive size. Still, it was large in the department of his usual pizzazz!
It was a pavilion of shimmering colors... seeming to float on a koi pond
A marching rail car of shower & water closet... with a handsome painting, closed with old mirrored doors. Oh... also was hung with a delicate chandelier.
I made this selfie in this collection of iridescent lamps & a bird cage hanging in front of a huge mirror, above a tile plateau which served as seat & luggage rack... lacking any closet.
Tall doors opened from the entry & bedroom directly onto Koi ponds
Pathways of irregular stone too newly laid wandered though the grounds to the other separate suites. On our way to Joel & Nana's, we passed more of the enameled Tire advertisement signs which were displayed in the dining room at Bentota, bringing Rohan's aesthetic full circle through our rondo of our three guest houses.
I walked to explore the grounds, much of the landscaping being recently renewed,... passing Joel & Nana's bungalow where our dinner table will be set, under both chandelier & disco ball... this dinner will mark the end of our Sri Lankan sojourn. Tomorrow we four will remeet in Bali!
It was another pastiche of multiple found-object tastes.
Just a few steps away we found a delightful swimming pool where the four of us played before dinner. Edward had a very early flight home to San Francisco, which set up our next week in Bali.
Warm showers before we meet back for dinner...
The two old friends who masterminded this travel... Joel & Stephen, chatted plans for the last part of it... The four of us fly to their home in Bali for a week.
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