From India to Sri Lanka:
I’m loving Sri Lanka already
by Julie

Marine Drive in Colombo, Sri Lanka |
I never thought much about Sri Lanka before this trip. It’s one of
those countries that is usually off the radar – small, very far from
anywhere I’ve lived, and rarely appearing in international news. When
visitors come to this part of the world, they tend to be more drawn to
Sri Lanka’s tourism famous neighbours.
Nepal for the Himalayas, India for – India, and Maldives for
paradise.
Even I admit that had we not had the time and the intention of
thoroughly travelling through Asia, we likely would have skipped Sri
Lanka entirely. That, as we started discovering, would have been a real
shame.
Kochi to Colombo via Chennai

Path out of Colombo International Airport, Sri Lanka |
Kochi was the last city we explored in India, thinking we would make
our way south to Sri Lanka from there. With only a few more days left on
our Indian visa, we looked into options for getting from southern India
to Sri Lanka.
Apparently there used to be a ferry service, and Google even shows a
possible driving route partially via ferry (parts of northern Sri Lanka
are surprisingly close to the southeastern tip of India). However,
nowadays the only feasible means of entering Sri Lanka is via flights
(such is a nature of going to most island countries).
Leaving India
Chennai turned out to be the biggest hub in India for cheap flights
to Colombo, the capital city of Sri Lanka. We had no original plans to
go to east India, but we were flexible with the bonus of visiting
Chennai, yet another different side to India.
Of course, plans shifted entirely when we actually sat down to book
tickets: catching last-minute tatkal night train tickets from Kochi to
Colombo, then a last-minute flight from Chennai to Colombo. By this
point I’m not even surprised by these sudden whiplashes in travel plans.
The most memorable part of leaving India was the flight out itself.
A family with two young children sat in the row in front of us; the
two children literally went the entire flight without buckling their
seatbelts. During landing, a bunch of people were using their mobile
devices. The flight attendant went frantic alternately asking the
children to sit down and buckle up, while also insisting electronics to
be turned off, both to no avail.

2nd class night train from Kochi to Chennai, India |
It was chaotic, bordering on comedic. Just as it seemed everyone was
finally following protocol, a loud ping from another incoming text
message went off, and the kid in front of us stood up again. The
foreigners that had been watching this whole time, including us, burst
out in resigned laughter. As we touched down in Sri Lanka, we were
reminded once again that sometimes in India, you just had to laugh your
way through.
(Julie was born in China, raised in Canada, but studied
Bioengineering and worked at a health IT startup in the USA.
She has lived in three continents and visited 14 countries
and looks forward to visiting all 7 continents. She loves
big cities, sleep and canned peaches. She is the writer of
the blog ‘Our Globe Trek,’ which featured this article. The
blog is designed by her partner Carlos, and both are
currently on a year-long adventure throughout Asia!)
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For visits to Sri Lanka of less than two days, no visa is required.
This is likely popular with tourists using Colombo as a transit point to
the Maldives.
However, an Electronic Travel Authorization (ETA) is required for
visitors to Sri Lanka from most countries for more than two days. The
online application was really straightforward. One page form and payment
(US$30 for 30 days) was made online by credit card. It took all of a few
minutes. Then we immediately received confirmation emails. After the
giant pain in the butt that was getting an Indian visa, this was an
absolute gift. Thank you, Sri Lanka.
Getting through the rest of the airport was even less of a hassle.
Online it said to have onwards tickets and proof of sufficient funds,
but we weren’t asked for anything. Our ETAs were already in the system,
and I have never been through immigration so quickly, not even going
back home to Canada. I’m loving Sri Lanka already.
What a welcome
Luggage claim was organized and spacious, and while we waited, free
airport WiFi allowed us to message our families that we had arrived
safely. ATMs and multiple phone provider booths were set up in the
arrivals hall. A nice lady at the information desk was happy to tell us
exactly how to catch the local bus to Colombo. After more than a month
of struggling at every turn, this was too good to be true. It was like
having all of our ducks lined up perfectly in a row to be shot down in
rapid-fire succession. To top everything off with a bow, our first steps
outside of the airport in Sri Lanka were greeted by a garden. Surely
this path along lush plants cannot be part of an airport? By this point
we were giddy and delirious with everything going so well. What a
welcome. Sri Lanka was going to be the salvation we so desperately
needed after India.

Local bus from Negombo to Colombo, Sri Lanka |
I had always assumed Sri Lanka would be a smaller version of nearby
India, with heavy historical Indian influence due to geographical
proximity. I was completely wrong.
Sri Lanka was much more laid-back and easygoing than the chaotic mess
of India. An island nation filled with long stretches of coastal beaches
with not so many people, why wouldn’t it be laid-back?
The atmosphere may be laid-back, but Sri Lanka was modern and
developed. Especially in Colombo, everything in general looked well
put-together and of good quality.
More put together
We’ve been on the road long enough now that I can already get a sense
of how a place is and what standards it has, so to speak. There are
never any big signals, but rather a combination of little marks here and
there. It’s the difference between seeing something put together the way
it was meant to be versus something haphazardly thrown together with
minimal effort. You can just tell. Sri Lanka looked more put together
than what we’ve seen in a while.
People were very friendly. After the endless touting and lies in
India, we’ve learned to trust no one. Sri Lanka will undoubtedly slowly
rectify that situation. Being able to look someone in the eye, smile at
them, and trust what they’re saying to a certain degree will already be
a huge burden off my shoulders.

Garden outside Colombo International Airport, Sri Lanka |
I never knew until India how much effort it took and how much
negativity is generated when I was constantly on guard, in doubt,
suspicious, angry, arguing, only to have to anticipate a repeat.
Sri Lanka was green and lush. Everywhere. Even in the midst of a
man-made area, nature seemed to only be a few steps away. Being used to
concrete cities and snowy weather, it was really noticeable that there
were so many natural living things, always within reach. It really adds
to the peaceful and laid-back atmosphere, not to mention the beauty and
overall scenery.
Everything in Sri Lanka also seemed more colourful and vibrant, as if
someone increased the saturation levels just a little. It probably
helped that the environment was mostly clean, instead of under a layer
of dust or behind a cloud of smoke.
People dressed in bright colours, bills were printed in rich hues
(the purple 500 rupees was our favourite), colourful Buddhist flags flew
everywhere. As we travelled through the country, the sights and wildlife
only further substantiated this observation.
I have a feeling that Sri Lanka might just be that seemingly small
treasure that turned out to be a goldmine. |