The Jakarta Post
A weak golden hue had just started to appear in the skies of Sri Lanka when my flight touched down at Bandaranayake International Airport in Colombo at dawn.
The airport, whose design evokes the ambiance of a 1970s spy movie, was abuzz with a crowd of tourists, lining up for visas on arrival at immigration.
After exchanging some rupiah for rupees, I booked a local taxi. With no fixed plan, I was following my heart to see what Sri Lanka had to offer the spontaneous tourist.
An Enchanting Capital
The taxi sped along an empty toll road that was lined with green and had as its backdrop an urban landscape that was fit for a vintage postcard.
Lacking sleep after a red-eye flight from New Delhi, I could hardly wait to reach my hotel. Fortunately, the universe heard my prayers–at least as far as accommodations went.
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