The new galle
When we think of Galle, we think of the Fort. The massive walls, the narrow streets with potholes in them, the beautifully carved wood over dilapidated doors, the old law courts, the dark entrances leading out to the sunlit meda midulas and above all, the ramparts looking over the sea. The Dutch church, the square mosque, the lighthouse. It is a place where time has stopped.
Now the face of Galle is changing. The narrow streets are paved, the dilapidated homes are being restored and the old wooden and white washed look is giving way to bright multi-coloured cafes. But suddenly you turn a corner and the old Galle is still there.
This note and photos are from our visit in 2011.