Sunday Snapshot: Colombo, Sri Lanka

Colombo, Sri Lanka

As soon as I stepped into Sri Ponnambalawaneswaram Kovil in Colombo, Sri Lanka I felt as though I was stepping into a Lara Croft Tomb Raider movie. Made of South Indian granite the inside of the temple was cool and dark, the only light coming from small windows towards the roof of the temple, and the flicker of candles set about the various shrines. Photographs were not permitted, so I took my time walking around the temple, admiring the intricate hand carved stone, and the Hindu shrines.

Sri Lanka is a fascinating country, one that can be chaotic and overwhelming a times, but a place I need to explore more fully. I stayed in Colombo, mostly out of spite. Many travellers told me Colombo was a bad idea, that I should venture into other areas of Sri Lanka, but as I was on a 4-day visa run, and I tend to disbelieve people when they say a destination is bad, I stayed in Colombo. It was a challenge. After 24-hours I wanted to leave, but I was stubborn and stayed, and in many ways I’m glad I did.

My visit to Sri Ponnambalawaneswaram Kovil was the result of meeting a kind rickshaw driver whom I later hired to take me to various temples in the city; buddhist, hindu, and muslim temples.

I’d love to go back with a sketchbook and pencil, and spend an afternoon inside the temple trying to capture a little of its beauty.

My Favourite Markets Around the Globe

Food, glorious food. It’s one of my favourite parts of travel, and life for that matter. I’m a semi-adventurous foodie; meaning I still have this weird gag reflex thing when it comes to eating bugs, but I am good with pretty much everything else. The more I travel the more I fall in love with street food and local markets. Especially markets.

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Sri Lanka: Feeling Intimidated in Colombo

It takes a lot for me to admit defeat. I’m Irish, English, and Scottish, so naturally I blame my heritage for my stubbornness and desire to ignore advice from fellow travelers who I consider negative or aggressive. And by aggressive I mean they tell me a place sucks and that I should go elsewhere, and I promptly make a note to ignore them and go anyway. Childish? Maybe, but that is how I roll. There was no way I was going to end up being intimidated in Colombo.

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I Gave My Heart to Asia and Nobody Can Change That

I cried the day I had to leave China and fly back to my retail management job. I cried while I sat on the curb under the dark morning sky in Xi’an, waiting for a taxi. I cried when I boarded the plane in Beijing. I cried when I stood on the escalator in Calgary and realized that I was about to step back into a life filled with stress and exhaustion. I gave my heart to Asia.

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