Tag Archives: Buddhism

April 12th – Kurunengala

We walked across Kurunegala in the sticky, drizzly morning to the enormous meditating Buddha statue that looked over the city. This formidable sight was perched atop a giant upturned bowl of streaky rock that had steps sliced all the way … Continue reading

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April 10th – Dambulla Cave

Tyronne offered to redeem his forgetfulness at not picking us up the previous night by driving us out to the bus station the next morning, via a couple of places he had to pop into on the way. Following a … Continue reading

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April 9th – An unexpected invitation

The touching and slightly morbid Buddhist practice of sifting through the charred remains of one’s master in order to glean mystic prophesies from the omnipresence of the deceased dates back to the cremation of the man himself. It is alleged … Continue reading

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April 7th – Climbing Adam’s Peak

I write my diary as we are sat on Hatton train station platform, on a luggage trolley, in the pouring rain. I am tired, dirty and feeling pretty ready for a shower. We had awoken and left our little green … Continue reading

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April 6th – The Hill Country

After our early walk through the cool Hill Country air, we strolled with our bags down to Ella station for our train to Dalhousie. It was a tiny station with one quaint, whitewashed building and no-one inside. The station experienced … Continue reading

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March 31st – Unawatuna

We got down to the bus station early this morning after a dirt-cheap breakfast and a hopped onto the bus over to Unawatuna. On walk down the road from the bus stop we saw a puppy get run over, straight … Continue reading

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March 27th – A scam-artist named Sebastian

After a breakfast of tea and a rather weird cheese croissant-type thing, we walked back up Galle Road towards the train station in the full heat of the mid-morning sun. Under the white blast, the unkempt, brown hair on my … Continue reading

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