A strange feeling of dejavu actually overcame me as I stepped out from the van. While the driver waited for me, I walked around this magnificient Dagoba.
I still remember- as I got down from the van, the area was so welcoming and windy- in fact, in most places I visited, it was extra windy. It sounds strange, but I had a feeling that I was being welcomed, and that once, a long long time ago, I was here before. I took off my shoes and walk on the hot afternoon bricks- I went around clockwise 3 rounds. Strangely, my feet could take the heat (it is an act of respect to walk on holy places barefoot).
Largest brick built dagoba in the world. King Mahasena (AD 275 – 92) began building this Dagoba. It has a diameter of more than 100 metres.
Unesco is helping with restoration works.
A more detailed picture of the carvings.