Hoppers! Stat!!
We had been on our feet for hours and needed nourishment. After the botanical gardens it was time for hoppers and roti at a shop so local there wasn't even an English sign. We threw caution to the wind a few days ago and began drinking the table water rather than bottled water. So far, so good and a minimized plastic trail.
Our last town walk was to the small English garrison cemetery located behind the Temple of the Tooth. The tenants of this place died far from home and mostly young. Elephants, snake venom, cholera and malaria all dealt their cards here and won. Our young host told us we were the fourth visitors of the day. This lonely place stays lonely.
It was time to head for home and the chores of packing for the next day's transit. We wound up the hill to St. Bridget's, thankful that the Sunday evening traffic wasn't as oppressive as usual. On the way we stopped to watch a pickup football game. The goalie asked me if I wanted to join them but I was knackered and begged off.
Tired and happy, we sorted our gear, had a smoke and some reading time, and listened to the rain pour down. Peace reigned as well.
We were off through horrendous traffic to the Goodshed Bus Station and thence to Damurra, the gateway to the Ancient Cities region of Sri Lanka. But first we had to claw our way out of Kandy. No small feat.
This was a tough transit day. The bus was packed and the Bus Monkey over-charged us, a first in this usually very fair country. It was hot and sticky and the traffic was abysmal. Almost all of our bus rides have been charming if not downright fun, but this one sucked.
Here are a few videos to give you an idea. First the Tuk-Tuk, then the bus, then a secret bonus.
We were happy to leave the bus behind when we arrived at the entrance to the Cave Temple at Damburra. The sun was baking and the air was heavy and moist but anything was better than our steel box.
The Hill Country behind us, we were entering the Ancient Cities to get our Indiana Jones on.
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