In 2015, we both together went on our first Kandy-Ella train journey which marked as our first travel together. Smelly cramped passenger compartments in a small goods train. Having zero sleep the night before, catching up with friends at Clock Inn Kandy and sipping chai. Soon, the tedious journey turned into one with so much fun, majestic sunrise over the central highlands, meeting strangers and sharing tipitip with a wee kid. The train ride still is one of our favorite ever journeys. (Also read:
) Why train is the best way to travel
And two years later, we headed to Ella again. Reserved our seats in a 2nd class compartment in ‘
Podi Menike‘ train, the clichéd ‘ Blue Dragon.‘ Before we got off the train to head to , we sat at the door, put our feet out, laughing, often, snappin’ photos as the cold breeze embraced us both. Amba Estate
Passing Kadugannawa. A Railway Station in full bloom, an example of how Sri Lankan Railway Stations normally look. Also home to a railway museum we dearly love.
A five minute stopover at Kandy! A glimpse of home (for Zin). The central highlands in far corner awaken the memories of her school days. Her sixth grade classroom on 4th floor. Bunking PTS (she still does not know what PTS is), learning new words she’s never heard of and finally, making a bestfriend. Nathan runs to grab some short-eats (shorties) from the station canteen as an uncle sell Nil Manel, Sri Lanka’s national flower at the station.
About 3 and a half hours done! Once a Pakistani friend on Twitter told us Sri Lankan letters looked like jalebi. This station nameboard is proof that they actually are.
Passing one of the many rivers streams. As soon as the train reaches Ulapane, Nathan turns to Zin and says “our station” as if Ulapane was his home for twenty years (not Saudi Arabia). The pink bougainvillea in full bloom is no more. Yet Ulapane remains the same. Silent. Serene. Beautiful. And Ulapane, will you please be “our station” forever?
A vintage train having her last laugh, abandoned, yet adored by many.
Passing endless tea plantations. Aunties, from small hill-country villages, busy at work.
“10 years from now, I want to live here,” says Nathan.
Another stop! From Kandy onwards, Podi Menike takes a wee break at every station till its destination, Badulla, giving you a few more minutes to soak up the beauty (and making your up-country journey a tad longer).
A lazy morning in the hills. Also our meal break. We both share a few beetroot sandwiches Nathan’s dada made the previous night! Thanks dad, they were yum!
Zin sits at the door, wearing her fave harem pants and murmuring a few words of Dua Lipa’s Be The One. A young foreign couple snaps about 2000 photos of themselves, only themselves, in different angles, sexier poses, hanging out of the train door and often being a hassle to other passengers. A few weeks later, their photo reaches about 2000 likes on Instagram, shared by many other recognized Instagram accounts.
The majestic Great Western mountains. Have you camped here?
The blue dragon meets another blue dragon!
Mist-clad mountains. Serene, peaceful and a tad mysterious the same time.
Passing one tunnel, entering another. Tunnel Number 18 belongs to both Central Province (wet zone) and Uva Province (dry zone). Even when you are traveling by train, you could experience the climate difference in both ends of the tunnel. You leave Pattipola with your windows closed and the sweaters on. You go past the tunnel as a ray of sunshine softly kisses your cheeks.
A few more snaps from the wet zone before we enter dry zone.
Mid-day drizzles, mist-laden hills and mountainous roads. Reminds us of the recent Sinhala movie ’28’
Here’s a previously existed fact about us: We both never smiled for photos until we met each other. Somehow, people we met and hung out with have successfully convinced us that crooked teeth make your smile look bad. Then we met. And now we are embracing our crooked teeth. PS: See the uncle behind us (yep, only his pants are visible). He was the sweetest grandpa one could ask for. He, his wife, his daughter and his three grandkids traveled to Ella in the same compartment. It was darn cute how they shared their meals together and every time some mountain, a station or a waterfall popped up, this old fella knew a lot about it.
Idalgashinna. One of the much photographed Railway Stations in Sri Lanka. We have a friend who works here. Mohan, who used to work at Clock Inn Colombo, later became friends with us. He left Colombo to teach Tamil to little kids in small hill-country villages while reading for his BA in Tamil (more power to him). He’s indeed chosen a nice place to live. Hasn’t he?
Maharath Mal. You’d often come across these beautiful trees in montane forests in Sri Lanka in Pattipola and Ohiya areas.
Continuing our train journey through Sri Lanka’s montane forests.
Only a few more hours left till we reach our destination.
But first, more mountain views.
Mint Green, Summer Grass Green, Olive Green, Fern Green…and so on. We feel as if the entire green pallette is in one beautiful landscape.
Podi Menike continuing her journey through the mountains. Kinda envy her that she witnesses this every single day. You lucky train, you…!
Nathan: “our eyes should have the ability to snap a photo as it blinks, just the way how they see it.”
Imagine if this was your home, sipping a cup of freshly brewed ginger tea and sitting here on one of these rickety wooden benches overlooking the mountains as you breathe fresh air, oxygen, mingled with the morning fragrance of mellow yellow flowers.
Sri Lanka. She’s gorgeous. And darling sugar plums, you’d often feel as your life sucks because you couldn’t take a 2 week trip to Barcelona. Or a weekend staycation at island’s one fine luxury hotel. It might be because you lack money. Or time. Or both. Mostly money, isn’t it? We lack both. Mostly money. And time because we work hard to live. But let us tell you one thing, sometimes, taking a small trip to Sri Lanka’s up country or a train ride to South Coast is as fascinating as a 2 week trip to Madrid. Berlin. Paris Or London. It all lies in the journey. And how you embrace it. If your feet is itchy, if travel makes you happy and if you often worry about not having enough money or time to travel big, start small. Take baby steps. Take one weekend off. Plan a small trip to Sigiriya. Batticaloa or Mannar. Learn to travel responsibly. Take public transport. It’s often much more fun than you’d think. One-way ticket to Ella (2nd Class reserved) is only Rs. 600. It’s Rs. 400 in 3rd class and if you don’t reserve and travel in normal passenger compartments (on most weekdays it’s a good option as they don’t get much busy), it’s the price of our (and probably yours) lunch packet. Our stay here was sponsored by Amba Estate but if we weren’t sponsored, we’d probably have stayed in a small cozy guesthouse in Ella, like we did in Nuwara Eliya. We stayed at The Train View in Nanu Oya for Rs. 1500 per night for two with a cozy bed and hot water showers + complimentary unlimited breakfast. Yes, UNLIMITED. Delicious Sri Lankan brekkie made with love.
Finally reached our destination and it took us nine hours from Colombo! Heel Oya, a tiny station before Kithal Ella and Ella, and they do their name the coolest cutest way.
What’s the most scenic train journey you’ve been on?