Sri Lanka: The island of the eternal smile
On arrival at Colombo airport, the intense and humid heat welcomes me to a country with an impressive history, cultural richness, spirituality, and nature. The generous and frank smile of my guide Malin greets me with a magic word as a blessing: "Ayubowan", which in Sinhalese means "long life" and that seems to me the best way to start my journey on the island.
My first stop is tinged with the vibrant colors of the yarns and fabrics woven by the artisans of the fair trade community Selyn in Wanduragala. Selyn was founded in 1991 with the intention of providing dignified work for local women, allowing them to reconcile family life while helping to generate a network of female empowerment through the manufacture and sale of handmade and locally produced garments and fabric items.
With the repetitive sound of the ancient looms in my head, I go to taste my first Ceylonese curry, made of rice (more than 18 varieties of this cereal are grown in Sri Lanka), the famous yellow lentil dhal, and chicken.
On the way to the hotel where I will spend my first night, the road appears as a continuous obstacle course between tuc-tucs, vintage motorcycles, and colorful buses. Everything is bustle, color, and smiles on this island.
Arriving at Ulagalla, a 150-year-old colonial mansion surrounded by rice paddies, I light a white candle as an omen of abundance and prosperity. In Sri Lanka, religion and spirituality are part of everyday life and are very present in the daily life of its population (69% of the population is Buddhist, 16% Hindu, 7.6% are Muslim and 7.5% Christian).
The locals say you haven't tasted Sri Lanka until you savor a "Kamatha" meal, an epicurean adventure based on ancient recipes from the kingdom of Ceylon, cooked in handmade clay pots over a wood fire, and where spices are the king of this unforgettable gastronomic experience.
With no respite from jet lag, I get up early in the morning to climb the mountain of Pidurangala and watch the sunrise in front of the well-known Sigiriya, or "Lion Rock", which is the one most tourists usually climb.
The ascent of Pidurangala is a bit more complex than that of Sigiriya, but the reward of watching the sunrise from the top is incredible. That night, I sleep cradled by the croaking of frogs at Santani Eco Lodge, an exclusive sustainable resort located a few kilometers from the city of Kandy, known as the mountain capital of Sri Lanka and for being the heartland of Buddhism.
The Buddha figure is omnipresent throughout the country. The temples of Dambulla, a complex of 80 caves inside the mountain that house more than 150 statues of Buddha, are one of the wonders of Buddhist art one must-see and, to this day, are still used as a place of worship for locals. There I discovered that I could not take a selfie with Buddha as it is not allowed to ever turn my back to this deity.
Already in Kandy, another of the Buddhist monuments par excellence: The Temple of the Tooth. Walk among a large number of women and men dressed in white who queue patiently to deposit their offering of colorful flowers to Buddha and ask him to guide them on the path of enlightenment to achieve Nirvana.
- Dambulla is a complex of 80 caves housing 150 Buddha statues from different periods —
- The statues and images of Buddha were built between the 1st century BC and the 13th century AD —
- The Temple of the Tooth is the main religious and cultural point of interest in Kandy —
- The flowers in the offerings symbolize generosity and open-heartedness
Among the tea fields
At Kandy station, I boarded one of the most iconic trains in the world. The arch-photographed blue Main Line train, which was built between 1864 and 1867 to link Kandy and Colombo, covers the route to Hatton and, for just over two hours, transports me back to the means of travel of a past era.
I preferred to travel in third class, next to the locals with whom I shared a good time chatting while the train passed green palm trees and the fascinating hills of the tea plantations. I entertained myself by doing some of the typical and sometimes risky photographs, sticking half my body through the non-existent door of the train. At an altitude of over 1,000 meters, the temperature is ideal for enjoying the journey, the scenery, and the company.
After getting off the train, I arrived at my next destination: a beautiful Victorian colonial-style bungalow in the middle of the tea fields facing Lake Castlereagh, which would be my home for the next 24 hours. I say home because the lodges of Ceylon Tea Trails were formerly the houses of the foremen of the tea plantations and today have become cozy accommodations with rooms and common areas like the living room, where, sitting in front of the fireplace sipping a good cup of tea, I browsed through the history books and antique objects that are part of the culture and life of that little piece of Sri Lanka.
A few kilometers from the bungalow, at the Dunkeld State factory, I discovered that tea culture could be another of Sri Lanka's religions. After a plague devastated the coffee plantations imported by Portuguese settlers at the end of the 19th century, the Scotsman James Taylor planted a tea seed smuggled from China and that is how an industry that has turned Sri Lanka into the fourth largest tea producer in the world, after China, India, and Kenya, flourished and grew. Although all experts agree that Sri Lankan tea is the best quality due to the island's favorable climatic conditions. Along with the export of cinnamon, the tea industry is among the most important in the country.
In the plantations of Sri Lanka, Hindu women patiently pick tea buds by hand, each picking about 20kg a day and traveling 16 kilometers a day
As I came to the end of my trip, I felt that there were still some emotions to experience. A seaplane was waiting for me at Castlereagh Lake to take me to Yala National Park in just over 45 minutes on a scenic flight that allowed me to discover Sri Lanka from another perspective.
I flew over tea plantations, rice paddies, and fields dotted with the white of Buddhist temples scattered across the island and passed through the clouds, very close to Adam's Peak, Sri Lanka's 2,243-meter-high sacred mountain.
A safari by the sea
In Yala, an exciting safari awaited me in one of the island's 20 national parks. The peculiarity of this one is that it is touching the coast, next to the sea. Elephants, water oxen, birds, butterflies, crocodiles, monkeys, and the famous leopards are some of the species that can be spotted silently from the 4x4 SUV accompanied by the ranger.
That night I slept in a luxury camp, in the middle of the jungle, in an exclusive futuristic design tent decorated in a vintage style that reminded me of the safari camps of the great travelers and settlers of the early twentieth century.
It was the first time I saw and smelled the sea on this trip, and truth be told, between the cocktails at sunset and the dinner on the sand under the moonlight sat at an oil-lantern-lit table, it would have been easy to stay in that magical corner of the island for a few more days.
But my adventure continued to the very last moment, at Galle Fort. This fort was built by the Portuguese in 1588 and expanded by the Dutch in 1649.
It is perhaps the most "European" city in Sri Lanka, with its colonial buildings (some of them converted into charming boutique hotels), vibrant restaurants, churches that coexist with Buddhist temples and mosques, tuc-tucs and cars with retro aesthetics, and its iconic promenade-waterfront wall that ends at one of the most photogenic lighthouses in the world.
Sri Lanka is like a hug for the soul. It is an island to walk on barefoot and soak up its colors, aromas, and spirituality. It is one to be reflected in the kind and infinite smile of its people, to whom neither the colonial invasions, the civil war of 26 years, nor the tsunami of 2004, have been able to erase that generous spirit and that capacity that characterizes them to live, value, and appreciate their present and their day to day.