Sri lanka...an Emerald in the Indian Ocean
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It is our passion for travelling that took us to Sri Lanka on a bright August morning . We boarded a 80seater Bombardier on India's Independence Day ,the 15thAugust . Spice-jet executives had decorated their counter in patriotic colors of green, white and saffron . All passengers were given a sticker of the Indian flag . And that’s how we landed in Colombo , an airplane-load of patriotic Indians in their holiday best . The flight took off only to land. Within 25minutes we were descending to touch Terra firma.
Bee , my husband , has honed his skills in budget traveling . He takes a month or two to prepare his itinerary and the expenditure that entails. An excellent job he does of it , because every holiday has been comfortable and enjoyable, bringing us back with memories we will always cherish
On landing in Colombo , we took the nearest tuk-tuk available who over- charged us with 1600 SL rupees , actual fee,we were told later, should have been 1300SL. There are taxis aplenty and buses too but we decided on a tuk-tuk. After an hours drive we reached the railway station .Bee, went looking for 1st class tickets to Hikkaduwa ,only to be told that there were no 1st class compartments ; therefore we settled for the second best option of buying two 2nd class tickets for 160SL a piece . Like all Sri Lankans , the guard at the gate was very polite and helpful and directed us to the right platform . It was an express train which meant that it did not stop in too many stations . But seeing the crowd I almost decided against boarding the train . There were no seats available for a good half an hour , therefore I perched myself on my baggage by a window . Hawkers selling goodies wound their way through the passengers doing good business.There were coconut slices , tamarind, local savories, cold drinks et el . The passengers were well-mannered ,no jostling, pushing or pinching ; in fact one gentleman offered me his seat well ahead of his station.
Every shortfall of the train journey was made up by the scenery outside
White Pearl Beach Resort
Hikkaduwa is a small touristy town and the station is even smaller. Many passengers got down and so did we. A tuk-tuk should charge 200SL to the hotel but we were too tired to haggle over the fare and paid what the driver demanded of 300SL.
The USP of White Pearl Beach resort was that it was bang on the sea located in Putuwatha ,4 kms off Hikkaduwa. A 8-bedroom Sri Lankan bungalow converted into a cushy resort,Anand, the owner-chef-caretaker splits his year between Italy and Sri Lanka . During the summer months he works in a resort in Italy and in winter he is running his resort here. We were lucky to get him as he was an excellent cook and took personal care of his guests. He was assisted by Laxman , his man Friday . Between the two the resort ran smoothly and during the tourist season in winter other helpers chipped in .
As it was the off-season there were only two couples , a honeymooning Ukranian twosome and us, which made the place our home with an in-house cook and bearer . It is best to take a room on the first floor which provided a private balcony and a magnificent view of the sea
The sea lured us into taking a dip every now and then . The beach was not crowded and the sand is as white as white can be. The trawlers brought in the fish every evening to the harbour which was walking distance . We had the privilege of selecting our own fish which Anand worked upon to create a gastronomical delight . So it was Seer,tuna, lobster, bass, mackerel and barracuda for us to savor . To go to Hikkaduwa town –centre you can take a bus for 30SL or a tuk-tuk for 200SL.
One day , we decided to go to Galle . Since it was quite warm we cut short our trip and came back at 3pm to find that the resort was locked . Anand and Laxman had gone off shopping as we had told them that we would return late evening. We took a side road , walked down the beach and entered the back veranda, stripped and dived into the sea . The freedom was exhilarating. The care-taker was back soon enough to serve tea as we relaxed on the extended arm–chairs.
I call myself the sweet –tooth traveler cause I love trying local sweets and desserts.I tried fresh local papaya juice on day two.