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Travel Blogs from Sigiriya
... up and the stars shine bright.
Joy and I decided to go back to our Guest House, El stayed to watch Fifa World Cup 2014. I took shower and browsing little bit about Sri Lanka. We were planning to visit Marissa beach tomorrow morning, we agreed. But then it changed because we had no time, I should go back to Colombo on Saturday afternoon because I have to catch my flight on Sunday morning. I
wish I have more time to stay and visit more places ...
... all the talented graduates capable of improving the system are leaving Sri Lanka to pursue better paid careers in the UK. He told us that professionals here experience burnout quite early on, as the system is very rigid and difficult to change, resources are scarce, and the authorities are corrupt and set in their ways. He also condescended us by saying that all we had to worry about were our first world problems, like the fact that Manchester United were in poor form since ...
... a big double bed to myself, allhough you did have to be careful with the position of the mossie net so that it didn't catch the fan causing quite a scary noise, I was ready to climb the rock. Like most things here, the earlier you go the better, as it's warmer and also less crowded. By the time I had walked there and paid my ticket price (expensive) it was around 7.40 and not too busy. Even walking up the long driveway there were some impressive views of the rock and ...
... though, because what you actually
can see isn’t all that different from ruins elsewhere in the world – Macchu Picchu,
Pompei, Hovenweep, etc. The views in all directions, though, were splendid, and
not only did climbing Sigiriya at dawn capture the coolest daylight hours, it
also avoided the mobs of Sri Lankan school children and French tourists
climbing up as we were descending. Despite what some claim, French people do
not all not get ...
... of the breaks to add more passengers to our happy little family. After an hour we were told to get out and another bus would take us to dalhousie. Sure enough another bus arrived and we spent the next hour on a standing room only bus being flung this way and that as we sped around corners on a road that looked like it was about to disintegrate. Lovely ride. The village (or more accurately road) of dalhousie is nothing to write home about. It's full of makeshift ...
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility