Aug 23rd, 2009 - Another day. Another ancient city. This time, Polonnaruwa. It too is over a thousand years old. A South Indian King (King Vijayabahu I) made this his capital after conquering Anuradhapura, deeming it less susceptible to attack than Anurad. Also, there were apparently less mosquitoes.
Like
Anurad this also is an intriguing place. Upon entering the area I was
approached by a man offering his guide services. I reluctantly
acquiesced ushered upon my hog. So I spent a couple hours driving
from site to site with a small Sinhalese man on the back of my bike.
The bike’s height proved to be quite an obstacle for Maxie as he
mounted and dismounted my royal steed. Although
it was nice to have a guide (at the very least he expedited my
movement through the ruins) the fact is many of these
Johnny-on-the-spot guides are little more than regurgitating robots.
I am glad I could help him out but unfortunately it was difficult to
understand much of what he said. He spoke rapidly in heavily accented
English. A typical explanation would go like this:
‘Here
is the Temple Sacred Tooth Relic built by King Blahblahnanhananna in
year one thousand ninety five. Buddha something something something
Hindu architect something something something carve stone something
something something elephants something something something Indian
invasion something something something largest stone carved book in
Sri Lanka something something something moonstone something something
something guard stone something something something. If you want to
take picture with flash it is okay.’
I may
be a little fuzzy on the history but the place is well worth a look.
The civilization these people created and the advanced
characteristics of it are staggering. We are fortunate that the sites
are still in such relatively good condition.
The
second half of the day was spent at Kaudulla
National Park viewing elephants. During the dry season the
elephants tend to gather in the areas near the water to quench their
thirst and munch on the fresher grass (they can put away an absurd
350 kg a day). These are not the juggernauts of the African Serengeti
but the small Asian version of pachyderm. Still I would not want to
piss one off. We did get a small taste when we passed one on the road
on the way out. He was disgruntled but clearly (and thankfully) not
committed to our destruction.
Entering
ancient sites and national parks is not a cheap endeavor in Sri
Lanka, at least not for Johnny Tourist. Most of the ancient sites
require a $25 entrance fee (it is possible to purchase an all
inclusive 'Cultural Triangle' ticket for $50). The Taj Mahal in India
costs $15 (Then again, it does get a bazillion more visitors). I am
all for preserving World Heritage sites but that is a bit
extortionist in nature. The national parks are no exception. A German
woman, due to here employment status in country, paid 40 cents to
enter the park (resident rate). The cost for Richie to enter: $10.
You
also pay about $2.50 per vehicle. On top of that there is a ‘service’
charge the purpose of which eludes me (and everyone else for that
matter). If only residences are entering the total vehicle charge is
a little less than $3 but with Richie inside the service charge was
$8. I think the service charge is supposed to cover a park guide that
accompanies you but no such person joined us (I did see park
officials with fancy vests in other jeeps). If they were a bit more
savvy they would simply include the service charge in the price and
avoid people feeling like they are falling prey to an arbitrary whim
of the Tourism Minister.
I
met a woman married to a Sri Lankan, entitling her to resident rates
which means she should have been able to enter Polonnaruwa (and all
cultural/historical sites) for free. However, the park officials were
hearing none of it and would not let her in unless she paid the $25
fee.
Just
another example of whitey getting beat down by the man. Whoever is
fed up can join my newly formed White Panther Party. There will be
meetings (underground of course) every Tuesday and Thursday at 11 pm.
Location TBD. See you there.
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