Why I keep coming
back to Kandy
Kandy sits deep in Sri Lanka's central highlands, ringed by hills that pull in mist most afternoons — its old Sinhala name, Maha Nuwara, just means "Great City," and the clouds seem to agree it's worth hanging around. I go for the waterfalls and stay because the food doesn't let me leave.
Every trip starts the same way: I pack a rain jacket I convince myself I won't need, get soaked within the hour, and end up eating something incredible I still can't pronounce.



