Ruins and Stupas, Temples and Teas

An journey by way of the spellbinding South Asian nation of Sri Lanka, from historical fortresses and temples to luxurious tea plantations.

Offered by Jacada Travel

It’s pouring rain and the 4 of us, sharing two umbrellas, are standing between two gigantic lion’s paws. Like a scene from of The Lord of the Rings, the pair of monumental paws type what was as soon as the bottom of a complete lion, created from as many as three million stones and bricks, and stretching to the highest of the sheer sided, huge monolith of purple rock, that looms 200 meters above us.

Sigiriya, Lion Rock, the Citadel within the Sky—name it what you’ll, this historical fortress, perched on the highest of rock that juts dramatically over the forests of central Sri Lanka, should as soon as have been really awe-inspiring. 

However then this was certainly the purpose; a warning to potential intruders.

The origins of Sigiriya’s habitation are shrouded in fantasy and thriller, unsurprising while you notice they stretch again 5,000 years. 

What stays as we speak is a relatively current legacy, starting with the reign of King Kashyapa I, who dominated Sri Lanka in 473 CE, because the second king of the Moriya dynasty. (Like all nice ruins, Sigiriya comes with a dramatic story.)

Kashyapa—a bastard son—is alleged to have entombed his father, the king, alive, within the course of stealing the throne from his half-brother, Moggallana, who fled to India to plot revenge. Fearing this situation, Kashyapa sought refuge atop the mighty rock and set about constructing a fortress simply as ornate because it was closely fortified. His machinations have been in useless. Moggallana finally returned and defeated his brother in a raging battle on the plains round Sigiriya in 495 CE. After Kashyapa’s military deserted him and his warfare elephant, he dedicated suicide along with his personal sword.

Standing on the foot of this as soon as mighty fortress, there are 1,270 steps forward of us, which feels like fairly so much, and the rain is getting heavier. We climb by way of the paws and onto a barely much less spectacular steel staircase that adheres to the rock face by the use of some rusty wanting attachments.

Lots of of steps later we attain a closing dizzying flight of stone stairs, every lower from quartz, in order that, within the eons earlier than electrical energy, they’d shine brightly within the moonlight. This closing part takes its toll, however it’s the view from the highest that takes the final of our breath away.