Wednesday 16 September 2015

Day 171 and 172: Tea and Heaven

Day 171

We are having breakfast at our place this morning before taking a tuk-tuk to L&A's hotel. The family completely over feed us with scrambed egg, roti, toast, ham and onion sambal which looks yummy but raw onion ain't my thing. Once we've stuffed ourselves silly, we check out their new panorama room that's not yet finished and then head up to the hotel.

We've got another longish drive, this time to Nuwara Eliya which is up in the mountains and the views are we drive up are starting to get incredible. The hills get taller and taller, and are covered with the most beautiful tea plantations and thick clouds which cause the most beautiful waterfalls.



It's about lunch time when we arrive and none of us can spot any local eateries so Sivah, the driver, takes us to the strangest restaurant. Its inside an old country house that wouldn't look out of place in an small english village. It's styled inside on a 1970's men's club compete with an ageing picture of the Queen on coronation day and hideous floral furniture, I love it. The waiter is also a bit odd but when the food finally comes its yummy and kind of makes up for the weirdness.



We had planned to do a tea factory today but its a little late so after our 2 hour lunch, we head off to find lovers leap, which is meant to be a lovely walk and waterfall. The drive is treacherous to start and I think several times the car isn't going to make it as we start to slide backwards but we do. The walk isn't much better than the drive and there's no set path but the waterfall is pretty and it's nice to have a little explore.



We head back now and get dropped off at our odd little hotel for the next two nights, the rooms chilly and the place seems dead but it has a brilliantly warm blanket and who doesn't like being cosy?

Day 172

We are up nice and early as we all want to go to see World's End which is a cliff that looks over all the tea plantations and far beyond. We have been told by a chap at the hotel that we need to be there by 5am if we wanted to get a clear view but the same message didn't get told to our driver or Lee and Angela so we don't leave until gone 8am. Me and Ben both don't think we are going to make it to the top before it mists over but don't want to be party poopers, besides it would be a nice walk anyway. As we drive up, I am blown away by the scenery, its just incredible, the rolling green hills of the tea plantations, next to sheer cliffs and tiny railways. I am in love.



We keep moving on further up the steep hill and the weather has already started to change, clouds are covering everything and its no better once we are at the top. Once we park up, we all stare gloomily out of the window and asses our outfits for the icky weather. Me and Ben are wearing all of our bags including hats and ponchos and even Angela has a rain mac on but we realise Lee isn't the best dressed for the cold damp weather. This isn't looking good and it gets the final nail in the coffin when its £12.50 to go and we all decide a misty view isn't worth it. So we head back down which is no hardship for me as I get to see all the gorgeous scenery again. We stop and get snaps at different points and I've decided I'm going to buy a house and move up here, its just stunning.



We now head to a tea factory that we were going to look at yesterday but it was closed as it was Sunday. This place is awesome, its not fully working as because of the day off yesterday there is no tea to be processed but we can see some drying that was picked this morning and then the rest of the factory which I'm quite glad isn't working as I reckon it would be so so loud. The guy is really informative and we get to try some at the end which is always nice.

We've all got a bit hungry now so head to a truck cafe (literally a truck turned into a cafe) and its as always too spicy for me to eat but looks delicious. We part ways not and me and Ben go and sit down by the lake front, I thought this might be the time Ben would finally get his pedalo ride but we couldn't afford it so just mooched our way back to another chilled evening (literally) until Ben wakes up at 2am with a bad stomach, eek. 

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