Sunday 3 February 2013

Bandarawela, January 23rd 2013

Bandarawela

It's the principle town for the area I would suspect judging by the fact that all there seems to be here is shops, buses  tuk tuks and banks. Quite a vibrant place, again though, the upkeep and maintenance of buildings seems rather a non entity. Despite this, the place has a unique feel, a positive vibe to this town in the hills.  It's not a highly touristed place that i can see, but does get a mention in the guide book - kindly leant to me by a Taiwanese couple. A large mosque stands as a major landmark here, and just a few meters further on there is a shop selling all the varieties of tea imaginable, for a price of course. In making comparisons, I can get the same product in British supermarkets for a similar price.

Priority now though is to eat since breakfast was a long time ago. Not an abundance of cafes or even restaurants, but plenty of those bakery shops offering the bread snacks. A cafe here, looks pretty grubby actually but busy so at least there's a turnover of food. Rice and curry please, vegetable, no meat. That's  my order to the man who seems to running around the place with both hands full, not sure if he understood what I had said though. Moments later, a sizeable plate of rice with what looks like mini Cornish pasties - probably Samosa or something similar, very tasty though. And whilst munching on those the man brings 4 little silver dishes, each containing a curried vegetable. Green Beans, pumpkin, dahl and a potato mix, all very tasty now that my palette has been de-sensitised to all things spicy. And if all that wasn't enough the man fills up those little dishes again - more pumpkin, yes please. Extremely good value here, and I thought Hatton was going to be hard to beat, only 90 rupees for what seems like an endless supply of food.

A further look around here. It's pretty much all shops - good for those with plenty of spare capacity in their luggage. Leather goods here seem particularly good value, about £10 for a pair of stylish shoes and a similar price for an all leather handbag. Another couple of cafes noted, but right now better find the bus to Ella since its getting dark.

A long line of busses along the Ella road. There is always a bus to just about anywhere with in 20 minutes of turning up at a bus stand but the Ella bus is there waiting, yes, it's a grubby red bus but at least I get a seat. Reflecting on the days adventure as the bus makes a painful getaway. It's been a good if rather humbling day in some respects. I need to return to Dambetenne, yes, I really do.

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