Sri Lanka was a symphony of sensations, the surprising and the unexpected.
It was the stalls beside the road overflowing with exotic fruit. Booming thunderstorms that shook our treehouse, and the light which danced off our mosquito net at night. It was the soft puffs of roti and the scent of a dhal cooking in our kitchen homestay – garlic, cumin and chilli.
Sri Lanka was the purple flowers that scattered the road and the cups of tea served in fine china, always. The quaint blue train to Kandy, and the smoke in the mornings. It was in the smiles on the people, a universal language, and the tuk-tuk drivers swerving in the streets. It was everything.
Although we only visited Sri Lanka for a couple of days, I can say with certainty that we will be back.
Edit: Just as I published this post, my partner rushed into the studio and told me about the violence that has happened today across many churches in Sri Lanka. My heart weeps for the families affected and for a country which has already endured so much loss. My thoughts are with you. x
Hey There, I’m Kylie. My passion is plant-based recipes and I want to help you create something gorgeous!
I believe in taking a slow approach to food – to eat locally, seasonally and consciously.
When I’m not taking photos, you can find me wandering the coastal paths of South-East Australia.