
“I’m British and tie myself in knots over tipping and service. On my visit to Sri Lanka, I couldn’t have been more wrong when I was bothered about being driven around like a lady of leisure. Deva, a tall older man whose father had served as a surgeon with the British navy before independence in 1948, was courteous but never subservient, and besides being an excellent driver with an immaculate and comfortable car, was a mine of information on every stage of our trip. He told us facts on the economy, on the history and on Sri Lanka’s varied geography and climate while he drove us through the wet low country to the hilly region and then on to the dry zone.
He found train rides, batik factories, jewellers, wood carvers, Kandy dancing performances, and most luxuriant herbal body massage and sauna. After our late afternoon safari at Udu Walawe National Park, he took us to an elephant orphanage and transit camp where we saw 45 young elephants being bottle fed and after our hot climb up the rock of Sigiriya he found us an elephant ride along gentle paths and through a swampy river.

Not only did he spot all these animals but he stopped frequently for us to get close up and take all the photos we wanted. And showed us all we needed to know in his excellent collection of bird, tree and insect books that he carried in the car.
Parakeets, Indian roller birds, sunbirds, serpent eagles, elephants, water buffalo, deer, peacocks trailing their train of feathers against the breeze as they flew for their evening roost up a tree – all these were noticed and pointed out.

The high point of our trip was our adventure in the jungle bush at the Back of Beyond near Sigiriya. The drive there was long and late, the track narrow, dusty and overhung with strident grass. Elephant dung littered the pathway, a farmer loomed up at us in the evening gloom with a bobbing torch to direct us on our way, the lights of the village fell far behind and we wondered whether we would ever arrive.

Our only regret about this jungle visit was that we rushed off both mornings to see Sigiriya and Anuradhapura without giving ourselves time to browse around this isolated heaven. Definitely out of our comfort zone, especially when I discovered a scorpion the next night, it was wonderful to stay so isolated, to be given a cookery lesson over the kitchen fire on how to make string hoppers and fish curry, to be cared for by people who knew the jungle, and to shower and sleep in the open air.
I so hope to come again – and spend at least double the time I was able to give it this first holiday in Sri Lanka.”