After Ella, I headed over to Nuwara Eliya. I’d originally wanted to take the train. The train ride from Ella to Nuwara Eliya is one of the iconic things to do here. Unfortunately, there was a train strike on my travel day there, so I took the bus.
Upon arrival, I had a look around town and happened to meet up with Zane and Ryan at a local grocery store.
Ryan had to leave the next day, but I would end up traveling with Zane for the next few towns.
The next day, we walked through tea fields. We were a bit ambitious with this trek/stroll, deciding to walk 8 kilometers. About 20 minutes into the walk, I realized the scenery wasn’t going to vary much for the duration of our trek, and so we started to look for shortcuts. At one point we cut across a thin path in a tea field that eventually dissipated into no path. Eventually, we made it back to the outskirts of Nuwara Eliya, where we proceeded to climb Lover’s Leap waterfall.
While at Nuwara Eliya, I stayed at Laughing Leopard Hostel. This was a fun hostel. The reception area turned into a DJ booth at night, just about every night. It was fun, but sometimes the loud music wouldn’t let up till 2am.
Just north of the hostel I had the best dosas I’ve ever had at a hole-in-the-wall place called Gaayathri Mess.
After Nuwara Eliya, we headed over to Kandy. The train strike was over, so we took it there.
I imagined there would be more to do here, but it turned out to be a city you could see in a day. We headed over to lake near the center, then up to the see the giant Buddha statue that overlooks the city. I was surprised to find another grandchild tree of the Bodhi tree behind the giant Buddha. The atmosphere was breezy and calm.
Later that afternoon we took a bus to Sigiriya. We were back in nature. The town is basically one road with loads of hostels and restaurants, the massive rock everyone goes there to see, and some back roads that go through farmer fields and lakes.
After exploring the area by bike, we eventually headed to Pidurangala, a large rock with views of Siguriya and the surrounding ruins.
Siguriya was chill, but my time in Sri Lanka was running out and I wanted to spend some time in Auradhapura.
This town is known for its many old temples and ruins. Among them is Jaya Sri Maha Bodi, a tree grown from a sapling of the original Bodhi tree in Bodhgaya. I was stoked to see it, but upon getting to the temple, I noticed that there were so many walls around the tree. A person is not able to get a good view of the trunk. The perimeter was covered with sand, not the most accommodating floor for meditating. In addition, there were many ficus religiosa trees, the same species as the Bodhi tree, growing near and around the Bodhi sapling tree. It was kind of a confusing, inconvenient, but also somewhat magical place, because everywhere you looked within the temple walls, you could see ficus religiosa tree branches and leaves. This is a beautiful and special tree whose leaves make a distinct sound in the wind. The day Zane left on to his next destination, I went back to this temple alone and spend the majority of the day there. In the depths of the serenity and calmness there emerged an experience I could only describe as deeply profound that left me tearfully grateful for life. The great kindness and effort demonstrated by all the various beings was amongst the foremost realizations that hit me.
My final stop before leaving Sri Lanka was Negombo, a small neighboring beachside town to Colombo. My stay here was short and sweet.
Sri Lanka was really incredible. Not unlike my experience in Nepal, I received more than I expected. The fellow travelers I met on my journey really highlighted this leg of my journey. The best parties I experienced since the start of my trip were here. If you look on a map, Sri Lanka looks like a beating heart. I don’t think its a coincidence.







































































