Let the wind blow through your hair, feel the sun on your skin and remember the 'now'. The heavy warmth, the grass touching your feet, the local vendors trying to squeeze through the overcrowded train every 20 minutes in hope they will manage to sell one of the many fruits and fried pastries,... So happy we managed to take the famous Kandy-Ella train that slowly 'tudumtudums' through the vast tea plantations. Though I am sure it was nicer before The Lonely Planet pronounced it one of the best train rides in the world ?