The sun had not set so much as been swallowed by grey storm clouds one November evening in Galle Fort, along the southern coast of Sri Lanka. The packs of teens with selfie sticks, giddy newlyweds walking with intertwined fingers and dads with gigantic DSLR cameras had all been promised a spectacular sunset, and so they’d stationed themselves along the 16th-century wall, hoping the cloud cover would pass and they’d see the sky turn the colour of cotton candy and the sun sink into the Indian Ocean. It never happened.
In an instant, a heavy rain came down and the dozens of tourists who’d gathered ran for shelter, away from the water. But it didn’t matter – the better sights were away from the shoreline anyhow.