On the top of the mountain we also came across a king sized lizard and N and I just freaked out at it;s mere size. We somehow waited and waited for it to leave and then just ran away from it.
The drinking water was pretty sweet on the hill top.
As with any mountain, the climb down was swift and easy. We had our lunch at the roadside restaurant downhill and waited for the next bus to Sigiriya. As there wasn't any direct bus on that line, we took a Bus for Dambula.
Unfortunately, Dambula wasn't in our plan so we did not see anything around Dambula. Of all the cities though, Dambula appeared a lot more developed to us. We waited out, had some south Indian snacks, bought a SIM card and boarded the next bus to Sigiriya.
Unfortunately, we had taken a lot more time so by the time we arrived at a town before Sigiriya, It;s name I forget, It was pitch dark.
We somehow got down from the bus after the locals helped us. And then we entered our Guest house which was directly from one of Hitchcock's movies. Nothing had prepared us for the Grandeur and the lack of human beings. There was an old man who was the owner of the place and lot of servants. He took us to our cottage on the backyard.
When we asked for the dinner menu, all we saw was overpriced items, so we went out to check out some restaurants. As it was around 8 PM, all shops were closed. We somehow convinced an old shop to serve us some cheap dinner. Determined that she will not have Sri Lankan lentils, N went inside and took charge of the kitchen and made the dinner herself. The boy like cooks sheepishly laughing all the while and taking orders from N.
We cam back to the spooky guesthouse and somehow caught some sleep. When we woke up in the morning, we realised the grandeur of the place. It had full size women sculptors, metallic wires hanging from the ceiling, a false pond and what not. We were just glad that we did not see all these things the night before. We had out breakfast and left for Sigiriya in a Tuk Tuk.
Sigiriya is a bit more difficult climb than Mihintale and a lot more beautiful. We saw the various paintings of all the King's queens, from all over Asia. The top of the hill was majestic. Looking from down, one can never imagine that the top can be so flat. During the climb we gave up a couple of times but finally kept our spirits going and reached the top.
The road leading to the hill also has beautiful gardens, a natural water flow system and few natural fresh water taps. The architect had designed the city beautifully using the gradient and pressure to his advantage.
The drinking water was pretty sweet on the hill top.
As with any mountain, the climb down was swift and easy. We had our lunch at the roadside restaurant downhill and waited for the next bus to Sigiriya. As there wasn't any direct bus on that line, we took a Bus for Dambula.
Unfortunately, Dambula wasn't in our plan so we did not see anything around Dambula. Of all the cities though, Dambula appeared a lot more developed to us. We waited out, had some south Indian snacks, bought a SIM card and boarded the next bus to Sigiriya.
Unfortunately, we had taken a lot more time so by the time we arrived at a town before Sigiriya, It;s name I forget, It was pitch dark.
We somehow got down from the bus after the locals helped us. And then we entered our Guest house which was directly from one of Hitchcock's movies. Nothing had prepared us for the Grandeur and the lack of human beings. There was an old man who was the owner of the place and lot of servants. He took us to our cottage on the backyard.
When we asked for the dinner menu, all we saw was overpriced items, so we went out to check out some restaurants. As it was around 8 PM, all shops were closed. We somehow convinced an old shop to serve us some cheap dinner. Determined that she will not have Sri Lankan lentils, N went inside and took charge of the kitchen and made the dinner herself. The boy like cooks sheepishly laughing all the while and taking orders from N.
We cam back to the spooky guesthouse and somehow caught some sleep. When we woke up in the morning, we realised the grandeur of the place. It had full size women sculptors, metallic wires hanging from the ceiling, a false pond and what not. We were just glad that we did not see all these things the night before. We had out breakfast and left for Sigiriya in a Tuk Tuk.
Sigiriya is a bit more difficult climb than Mihintale and a lot more beautiful. We saw the various paintings of all the King's queens, from all over Asia. The top of the hill was majestic. Looking from down, one can never imagine that the top can be so flat. During the climb we gave up a couple of times but finally kept our spirits going and reached the top.
The road leading to the hill also has beautiful gardens, a natural water flow system and few natural fresh water taps. The architect had designed the city beautifully using the gradient and pressure to his advantage.
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