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... that I didn't want to get a train to Kandy but that I should really get a tuk tuk... Two words sprang to mind.
So, I made it to the station and Azreem and I said our goodbyes and parted company. I then stood outside the station, staring. Flashbacks of Indian railway stations started whizzing through my mind. Sheer panic set in. I held my breath and marched on in. To my utter surprise (& relief I might add), this railway station was, well, I won't say lovely, but a far cry ...
... of SL curries for a fiver. 5 courses later I could barely move
for curry and joy. These were traditional dishes in all except the spice levels
which were ‘white spicy’ which was a relief as lunch in the hospital canteen is
still certainly a three chilli symbol situation. A traditional dessert in SL is
curd and ‘kitul’ treacle made from raw palm sugar, which I have
(unsurprisingly) taken a shine to. We
haven’t had time ...
... and stopped to chat with me. Then Dave and Sunil returned all excited and Dave insisted that I make the mad boulder scramble to the amazing view from the top. We usually go through a little tug of war, my way to gauge how impressive the sight really is. I acquiesced. And Dave was right! It was indeed totally worth the wild scramble.
Back down the mountain we took a brief look at ...
This morning our start was delayed because the coach being used by some Chinese tourists was blocking the hotel road as they were taking a long time to settle their bills.Their rep was getting very uppity with the reception desk but it transpired it was all down to some of their party drinking the whiskey from the minibar and replacing it with coffee.He didn't look quite so uppity when he boarded the bus ...
... The sun was baking down at this point so we paid the entrance fee (about 600 rupees each), dropped out shoes off and scurried off inside to seek out some shade. It was very busy inside the temple, there was a constant flow of traffic through the shrine room which was kept moving by guards, people sat preying on the floor and gifts of flowers were placed in front of the casket. Once outside we sat in the shade and watched as the Buddhists made their offerings, lighting candles and ...