Tea and Trumpets

Wandering down a red-dirt road lined with emerald palms in Sri Lanka’s Anuradhapura district, I look in vain for a promised transportation hub to lead us further into the heart of village life. Our guide, Gayan Pradeep Wijethunga, turns a corner and grins. “Mercedes or Porsche,” he announces, pointing to rickety bull carts – our rides to the hamlet of Hiriwadunna. It’s a typical Sri Lankan jest: some bus depot.
Sri Lanka may be a touch rough by international tourism