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Sri Lanka: First Impressions.

I sit on the terrace of a little budget hotel in Heel Oya, near Ella, penning this. The mountains stretch before me, the surrounding forests are lush green after the light drizzle this afternoon, and the constant chirping of birds has lent a sweet melody to the evening. Three days ago, when we landed on the shores of Sri Lanka, I expected to be swept away by its natural beauty. The cool mountain breeze has done that literally, and as the sun peaks from behind the passing grey clouds, I find myself wondering why I’ve travelled halfway across the globe, but never before visited this pretty little island a stone’s throw away from India.

If you wonder the same, here is a glimpse of Sri Lanka and the ways it has surprised me:

It’s love at first sight for nature lovers.

I immediately fell in love with the relaxed pace of Negombo, a small city next to Colombo and near the airport, and our first stop on this trip. We cycled around the town’s small by-lanes, with rice paddies, coconut plantations and charming houses lining the way. At the Negombo beach, the waves crashed against the soft shore, and the sun lent a golden touch to the beach. Yesterday, we took a train from Kandy to Heel Oya, and rolling hills covered with tea plantations stretched on either side. The clouds descended upon us, and lent a mystical aura to the forests and waterfalls we crossed. Locals from the small countryside villages often stood at the train tracks, waving at us.

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The beach at Negombo, which as per the locals, is NOT one of Sri Lanka’s better beaches!

It’s not westernized at all.

Somehow in my mind, I had assumed Sri Lanka to be at par with tourism-driven economies across the world. But our first two stops – Negombo and Kandy, two relatively bigger cities in the country, had no cafe culture to speak of, and no international chains or brands you would expect to find in any big city. There was infact nothing to suggest that these were tourism hubs, or carried any western influences – and that came as a pleasant surprise.

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Breakfast at Villa Shade in Negombo.

The people are genuinely warm.

I’ve heard people say that Indians can feel discriminated against in Sri Lanka, but so far, we’ve experienced nothing but warmth and hospitality, especially when the locals hear that we are their neighbors. While people did try to sell us stuff, many of their offers were genuine, unlike the touts in India who are out to rip you. On the train to Heel Oya, when someone tried to convince us to buy the drink he was selling and we asked for coke instead, he ran to the far end of the platform to find the guy selling coke, and tell him we wanted it. Just another sign that tourism has not corroded the culture or friendliness of the people.

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A glimpse of the Sri Lankan countryside from the train.

Sri Lankan food is a treat for vegetarians.

Often hyped as a seafood paradise given its coastal location, Sri Lanka also has its Buddhist side, which means vegetarianism is hardly uncommon. I’ve feasted on string hoppers and curries made of seasonal produce, and my Indian taste buds have delighted in the spiciness of the food and the richness of the flavors. I can’t wait to try the famous kottu (layers of flat bread stuffed with veggies and eggs) though!

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A vegetarian feast at Serendib Restaurant, Negombo.

It’s not a country for flashpackers.

Even though I often travel with a backpack for its convenience, I don’t consider myself a backpacker (Read Confession: I’m Not a Backpacker). While I don’t afford luxury travel, I like to stay in experiential accommodations and travel comfortably. After pouring over hours of research, we’ve realized that “boutique hotels” here are either fancy resorts or budget hotels, and “homestays” are actually guest houses. Our budget of INR 3,500 a night (for a double room) only seems to afford us a budget stay, with accommodation quality that is nothing to write home about. This is the same budget that afforded me lovely boutique hotels on the countryside of Europe and Turkey, and higher than what I would spend for experiential homestays in India.

After budget hotels, the scale in Sri Lanka immediately shoots up to high-end hotels, at a minimum of US$150-200 a night. We will have to recalibrate our expectations to this scale, and try to derive as much value from what seems like a low budget for the trip now.

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The Koi Pond at Villa Shade in Negombo.

Everything’s immaculately clean!

And as India’s neighbor, that does come as a surprise. In fact, even compared to other countries, Sri Lankans possess an impressive attitude when it comes to keeping things clean. From public bathrooms on train stations and on trains, to beaches, roads, rivers – there seems to be a sense of ownership and hygiene among the people, and India has so much to learn from its southern neighbor.

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A train station in Sri Lanka.

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Land of a Thousand Friends.

It’s been five months since my trip to Bahrain, but so many memories still linger on. Every time I’m at an airport and hear of a flight leaving for Bahrain, I am overcome by the urge to run and catch it. The warmth of its people was the kind that could get me through a cold night. I remember it as the land of a thousand friends.

It was fate that took me to Bahrain. I was travelling in southern Spain at the time, marveling at its opulent Arabic architecture, and wondering what the Middle East would really be like. An unexpected email and a hurried application later, I was confirmed as a delegate for a cultural exchange program called Discover Bahrain. In the days leading up to the trip, I read about the conflict that tore the country in 2011, and the conservative ways of the Gulf region, in which I unscrupulously lumped Bahrain.

It didn’t take longer than a few hours to change my impressions of the island nation, or longer than the weeklong journey of ‘discovering Bahrain’ to make me fall in love with it. On our first day, Ahmed Buhazza, the driving force behind this voluntary initiative that had brought together 24 delegates from 20 countries, said, Bahrain might not have the natural beauty of other countries, but it has its people. 

I would remember Ahmed’s words each time we found ourselves in the majlis (reception area to host guests) of someone’s house on impromptu invitation, each time we were fed and overfed with such love, even as a vegetarian in my case. And each time our newfound friends untiringly ensured that all our needs were well taken care of. But most of all, his words would come back to me with each new friendship I treasured.

His words came back to me when Fahad handed me a thumb drive on our farewell dinner. On hearing the soulful singing during the jerbah ceremony days ago, I had asked Fahad, a medic in the army, if he could share with me Arabic music that the Bahrainis love most. The conversation got lost in the events of the night, and I gradually forgot all about it. The thumb drive contained all the Arabic music he could find.

On a rainy night when we went camping in the desert, I sat with Yaqoob, a keen horse rider with his own interior design business, munching on barbequed marshmallows. Warming ourselves around a bonfire, we swapped travel tales and life stories, like long-lost friends. I asked Yaqoob if he would ever want to leave Bahrain. Who would? he said with a smile, and I knew he was right.

Convinced that I wasn’t ready to leave this big-hearted country just yet, I told Doctor Hala, one of Bahrain’s most eminent businesswomen and the soul of the Discover Bahrain program, that I was considering extending my stay after the planned program ended. Without thinking twice, she invited me to stay in her house with her family. Her kindness sealed my decision to stay longer.

Getting around without public transport in Bahrain was a challenge, but only until I realized how easy it was to hitchhike. Among the many rides I hitched with kind strangers, one stood out. A friendly gentleman called Mohammed drove me from Adliya to Muharraq, where we watched a most beautiful sunset by the coast as he, a teacher of the Arabic language, taught me poetic phrases that alone could do justice to such chance encounters.

On my last day in the country, I told Noof, a volunteer-turned-friend from the Discover Bahrain team, that I felt really sad about leaving. She drove me to Amwaj, and feeling the sea breeze on our faces and watching the sunset color the sky orange and red, she confessed that this was where she came when she felt restless herself. We sat by the shore for hours, sisters who could never run out of things to talk about. Parting with heavy hearts, we promised to strengthen our sisterhood virtually.

To me, Noof represented everything that the world doesn’t know about Bahrain; the liberalism, the freedom of choice that women exercise – from the clothes they wear to the role they play in the economy – and the respect they are given irrespective of their choices, the camaraderie of the people, and the genuine warmth with which visitors are welcomed into the country. To me, there is no truer message than Ahmed’s on our first day.

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With Noof, overlooking the barren wilderness of Bahrain.

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Also read:

Life in Bahrain: A Photo Essay

Of Hitchhiking in Bahrain

So Long, Turkey

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Featured image by Prathamesh Krisang. 

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