To Kandy
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Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Thu 21 Mar 2019 23:37
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To Kandy
  Our taxi picked us up from our cold,
dark digs at twenty past eight. so pleased to be getting away from barking dogs,
dripping water and last night – an all night wake complete with microphone
wailing....... Pretty flowers outside the towns
Vehicle Emission Test Centre and down to the race track in the valley. Arriving at the railway station at nine for our
nine twenty-three departure for Kandy some eighty kilometres away.
  We loved the train
information board as we climbed the steps to the footbridge, a busy platform below.
   We watched a
train come in and pass below.
  Heading to Platform 1, we were amused
at how Gents’ and Foreigners’ get
segregated.
  I marvelled at standing in the
sunshine and took in the lady on Platform 2 and her
driver’s nest.
 Then our girl came
in.
  As we settled in our first-class
seats (£4.28) we could see two tiny figures bobbed down across the many train lines. Two men
weeding, but they soon gave up on this mammoth task.....
  Away on time and out past many eucalyptus trees and over the
river.
 The scenery.....
 .......soon changed from neat allotments........
 .......to tea
bushes.
  Mile upon mile of tea estates gave way to small
towns.
   A lady on
her way to work, easy instruction.....and many little
stations with long names.
 Bigger towns with lots of rubbish........
     Fairly grim
scenery until our last station before
Kandy.
 Pulling into Kandy (half an hour late
at 13:22) next to a posh girl, her first carriage a ‘Royal
Saloon’..... now to face the taxi / tuktuk brigade for the two miles to
our digs.
ALL IN ALL LOVELY TO BE BACK
IN THE WARMTH
PRETTY BUT NOT AS PRETTY AS THE JOURNEY TO NUWARA
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