Serpentine roads pointed in the direction of the rain clouds in the distance, climbing, climbing. Our mid-trip respite was now within reach. After making our way across the island from westside coast, to central lowlands, to the hills of the upcountry plateau to temperate hill country, spending only one night in each place, we would be staying three nights and four days in the lushest, coolest terrain possible in a tropical country.
Already, we could see the bright green terraces of tea bushes gracing the steep hills and flowers of every color lining the narrow roads. Everywhere was color, and being Sunday, everyone seemed to be out, hanging out on verandahs or shopping in the towns.
The day started out with a hearty breakfast of hoppers - a crispy rice flour crepe served with fish and vegetable curries. This was the one delicacy that the first-timers had yet to try.
Then we strolled through the Peradeniya Botanical Garden and made a quick stop at Peradeniya University where my mom attended college. She posed by her old residence hall and said that it was much nicer in those days (when it was only three years old versus sixty-five!). She told of freshmen girls going through a bit of 'hazing' when the senior girls made them sing the national anthem while standing in the courtyard fountain. Oh, kids!
Our room's view overlooks the verdant hills and the terrace we want to enjoy later. The windows are open to catch the cool air breezes. Life is simply good here. It is also just the speed we need: s.l.o.w...
Already, we could see the bright green terraces of tea bushes gracing the steep hills and flowers of every color lining the narrow roads. Everywhere was color, and being Sunday, everyone seemed to be out, hanging out on verandahs or shopping in the towns.
The day started out with a hearty breakfast of hoppers - a crispy rice flour crepe served with fish and vegetable curries. This was the one delicacy that the first-timers had yet to try.
Then we strolled through the Peradeniya Botanical Garden and made a quick stop at Peradeniya University where my mom attended college. She posed by her old residence hall and said that it was much nicer in those days (when it was only three years old versus sixty-five!). She told of freshmen girls going through a bit of 'hazing' when the senior girls made them sing the national anthem while standing in the courtyard fountain. Oh, kids!
Our room's view overlooks the verdant hills and the terrace we want to enjoy later. The windows are open to catch the cool air breezes. Life is simply good here. It is also just the speed we need: s.l.o.w...
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