Colour my world: the textiles of Sri Lanka
|Barefoot's design house, Sri Lanka.|
I have fondled hemp throws in Morocco, lusted for Kashmiri embroidered cushions, gone cammo with Arabic scarves, and when my husband told me not to buy any carpets in Iran I deduced the man was obviously delusional: I was going to Persia, home of the rug. He'd given up by the time I announced the Sri Lanka trip.
In my defence, textiles are surely the ideal souvenir. They usually pack down easily, they're not fragile, they are useful and, importantly, they are a direct link to a country's culture.