I used to call here in the 70’s, on a small cargo ship, loading cases of tea before we’d move on to the next port or anchorage and do the same. It has obviously changed nowadays; new breakwaters further out to sea, (although the ‘old’ entrance is still there, the one we used to use). Container berths make up the majority and a huge new basin, being dredged and built during our earlier calls on the Amsterdam, is now complete and in use.
We had a glorious sunrise as we made our way towards the pilot station.
Moving between the anchored ships, waiting their turn for a berth, we joined the buoyed channel and made our entrance, berthing at the Cruise terminal.

The view astern, container cranes await for their ‘customers’, container ships which will berth soon after us.
A jaunt ashore for some photos of the sights, the city a short taxi ride away.

Yellow fever took many, graves were marked with ages in their 20’s and many young children. This one attracted my attention, for he was a ‘gunpowder maker’
Ubiquitous tuk-tuk’s, (taxis)
We departed Colombo at 6 p.m. and are now on our way towards, Kochi, or Cochin as it was formerly known. Another port from my 70’s days and on this ship, a far cry from the lovely vessel I command now.