Our trip to Mirissa was short and sweet. The last stop in our whirlwind tour of Sri Lanka and we thought we should explore the beaches. We arrived after a couple of bus journeys and a couple of Indian-style helpful rickshaw drivers. 'Oh no there isn't a bus' 'There won't be a bus for an hour' 'the bus doesn't go from here' but we eventually made it to the beach and it was beautiful. We found a guesthouse and headed straight to it. Had a chilled Lion and watched...

Our guesthouse in Ella was goof from far and far from good. On the advice of the LP we went to a cheap cottage place which seemed perfect, massive room, spare bed for when Sean gets annoying, big bathroom, full length mirror. But we weren't alone in the room, due to the many species of insect squatting with us. We had a whole colony of ants who decided to us our bathroom wall as their m25. What was in the wall cavity that was so enticing we'll never know, and m...

We got to Nuwara Eliya in Hill Country by train early Friday morning. No need to guess if it was the right train, only westerners were waiting for it, tourist trap. The train journey was beautiful, clearly built by the British as it went through all of the tea plantations. A really slow train but pleasant and comfortable. Much more comfortable than an Indian train. Smaller and much less crowded. The Lonely Planet had advised us against third class because it w...

Luckily the short flight over was at least some silver lining for the hassle at Chennai airport and the flight itself was fairly uneventful. Sean managed to catch some sleep, much needed, and all too soon it was time to get off. Colombo airport is a world away from India and Indian airports, people were polite, the immigration was a breeze, getting our luggage and customs no worry at all, and before we knew it we were in arrivals and in Sri Lanka. The woman at...