A little while ago Sister and I decided to book a last minute holiday. On a Sunday earlier in August we decided to go to the Peak District and a few days later we were in the National Park. We’d planned a holiday full of walking and natural beauty. Thankfully with the weather behaving perfectly that’s exactly what we got.
Colombo – our first and last stop on our Sri Lankan trip and the last of this series of travel diaries sadly! (There will be more very soon…) Colombo is the capital of Sri Lanka and the largest city in the country. It’s on the West coast of Sri Lanka and as we were only going there for a day we hadn’t planned much to do. As far as I was concerned Colombo was our chance to recover and relax before getting on a very long flight back to London.
Bentota was our second last stop on our Ski Lankan holiday before we made our way back to Colombo. For this leg of our journey we’d booked ourselves into the stunning Avani Resort which had massive grounds and a beach right outside. But as this is us we weren’t content with staying in the hotel and enjoying everything they had to offer, oh no. We wanted to explore more of what Bentota had to offer, namely water sports.
Galle was the next stop in our Sri Lankan adventure. After Nuwara Eliya we have travelled to the south of the country to our hotel in the beach town of Hikkaduwa. I will be writing more about our beach adventures in the next Travel Diary and instead wanted to spend this post writing about the afternoon trip we took to neighbouring Galle. This city is famous for its Dutch-colonial buildings, its art trade, and most wonderfully a historic fort which you can walk around.
Nuwara Eliya was the fourth stop on our Sri Lankan holiday. It was also one I was most looking forward to. Nuwara Eliya is a city in the hill country of Sri Lanka and we wanted to see as much of the place’s beautiful landscape as possible so we ditched the car and instead took the train. It is also known for its much cooler climate as it is so much higher. What I didn’t understand what that this meant it was really, really cold and all I had packed were t-shirts and the flimsiest cardigan of all time.I am going to split this blog post into three sections, the first will be all about the train journey, the second about Nuwara Eliya, and the second will be about the World’s End Hike.
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