Destination road trip

Yesterday’s spontaneously planned road trip continues..

Skipping breakfast meant that our supplies of cashew and Chinese rolls have long been depleted. Thankfully at Haddamulla junction, 900m (so the sign said) short of Giriulla Junction, we discover the Wijewikrama Pastry Corner.

A clean place (even by Sri Lankan road side standards) for a spot of caffeine. Quiet prompt polite service. Their Kalu Do-dol is soft, firm, moist. NO dripping oiliness. Great accompaniment to our Nescafes brewed just right. The veranda bamboo blinds back lights Mrs C’s cute new hair style with a warm soft glow. I take an embarrassing number of photographs but stop short of the “aney” that can turn to a snarl. Cerno is a fast learner. The Wijewikrama Pastry Corner seems to have toilets but we didn’t check them out. If you do please let me know.

We get back into the chariot and a few minutes later voom through a bridge over some part of the Maha Oya river. The bridge puts us at a T junction with the B27 road. Make sure you turn right and flash through Giriulla town. If you turn left you’ll end up in Negambo.

Beyond Giriulla, the road is shockingly straight and feels autobahn smooth.
Somewhere between Giriulla and Narammala, rural Sri Lanka
The usual congestion on the “main” roads seem like memories of another country. We share road with unhurried hand tractors and an occasional truck loaded with something agricultural. All of them get over taken effortlessly.

The road is flanked by lush paddy fields rolling into the near horizon of coconut trees. Pale blue hills in the distance perfect the landscape better than the most delicate water colour. A distinct contrast of the thick foliage of rubber and coconut plantations that the road tunnelled through up to Giriulla.

On our first trip the paddy is a rich saturated green. Left alone to the company of scarecrows. On the next journey we pass rippling fields of ripe gold. Dotted with the bright shirts of the harvesters. Punctuating the scenery are clusters of village shop fronts with rows of new motorcycles parked outside. The odd police stations we pass doesn’t have a sand bag insight. They sit quietly before well swept sand of parade grounds waiting for something to happen. At its edge a bare white flag pole with a red cement base. The road is free of uniforms, guns and checkpoints.

Periodically we pass through tunnels of shade cast by trees generously lining the road. Orange fractals of morning light splatter the tarmac through their leaves.

The architecture is utilitarian. However an eye for colonial architecture might spot one of those old houses rotting quietly in overgrown gardens. They seem to have fallen out of a Martin Wickramasinghe novel (like I visualised the old house in Gamperaliya I read in grade 6). The odd exceptions meticulously kept and painted as if it was built yesterday.

Perhaps the modern exception is the interestingly painted building at Narammala shown in the picture below.
Funky Building on the road to Kuruagala at Narammala, Sri Lanka
Take the right fork as old smoky is doing to get to Kurunegala.

Kurunegala is a bitter pill after all that countryside. The whole point of reaching it is to leave as soon as possible. Mrs C has a dim view of the place after encountering a grubby toilet on a trip years ago. Every time we reach the town the streets are teaming with teenagers spewing forth from what looks like tuition classes. Then there’s the inevitable moment of confusion to find the junction to route A6.

Beyond is another journey, another post. Thank you for reading this far.


11 thoughts on “Destination road trip

  1. I hope my wife doesn’t read this! β€˜Cos she’s been suggesting doing such an ‘unchartered’ journey for some time now. As for the plan-journey-especially-where-to-pee me, I’ll enjoy it through your experience πŸ™‚ Keep going πŸ™‚


  2. Dili: O dear I was hoping not to get hit by one of those πŸ˜‰ Should be a good break from all the travelling posts. Just have to warm up the randomiser.

    slotter: Thank you πŸ™‚ From Tinker’s comments I think there is hope on the toilet front on this route in case the Mrs spots this πŸ™‚

    santhoshi: Sadly this post is the last of the trilogy of this route. The other place will take a while to write about. It will take a while but I’ll get there πŸ™‚ so drop by often.

    RD: We do on these road trips πŸ™‚ I forgot to add that YFM makes a fascinating sound track to rolling through rural Sri Lanka


  3. You’re quite welcome for the jolt out of that travelling seat, wich is giving me more wanderlust than I can handle. Especially since exams are round the next proverbial bend and I wanna run in the other direction πŸ˜† LOL


  4. N: Thank you πŸ™‚

    Dili: πŸ™‚ Hang in there – those exams will soon recede in the rear view mirror of life. All the very best with the exams btw. I’m sure you’ll pass with air borne colours (trying to avoid hackneyed phrases there πŸ˜‰ )


    1. I didn’t say Kurunegala is confusing. I said that we always have a moment of confusion trying to figure out where the junction to get on the A6 is. Nothing to do with the greatness of Kurunegala. We don’t know the city that well πŸ™‚


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