The Kandy House
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... overnight had dropped to just 4 degrees centigrade, something he had never experienced in his life.
Once Viji has served us tea and instructed Kingsley where to find the chauffeur's quarters he disappears into the house, leaving Coman and I sitting in the chilly air of the garden wondering what happens next. Are we going to be shown to a room, is there a check-in process, where have our bags gone, are we the only people here?
A little exploration of ...
... army' tour bus.
Spent the morning around the pool and asked the staff at the spa to turn the steam room on, after half an hour popped in and as if it isn't hot enough, the steam room thermometer was reading 42, we'll I stuck it for 15 minutes then a further 5 and into the pool for a cool off.
The river in the picture from the last blog is the river from the film Bridge on the ...
... Ours soon becomes a hive of domestic activity and already a small collection of wet socks and other smalls are fluttering in the wind on the balcony. Nothing dries properly in the heat and humidity: even our sheets and clothing feel slightly damp to the touch. We are embarrassingly over equipped. Cathy has everything: 50 small UHT mini milks, crisps, can openers, Tuppa Ware containers full of sugar, washing powder, pipe cleaners gifts for ...
... for this product! We went to a pavilion area where the various natural medicines were on display and these were explained to us. There were trainee masseurs there and they gave us a massage and we gave them a donation. We went to the shop to find the products were a bit over priced, but we bought a couple each. We went back to the van, passed a guy who had a monkey on a lead tied to his toe, and a cobra in a basket. This reminds me of another story I know, but I better ...
... plantations, epic mountains, gleaming sunshine, and warm summer rain as we ran to the open doors every now and again just to feel the drops on our faces and get a better look at the little villages we passed through. We got off the train and traipsed through town to meet the owner of the bnb we had booked. It transpired that her place was full, but she had sorted us a room in her brother's house, and the best news was that it was a one minute walk away. Hurrah! We threw down ...