Some experiences land with a weight you didn’t expect. This one did.

Spending the day with Nikki Blackhurst and Alison Goddard was an absolute honour. Not just because of the conversation, but because of who they carry in their story. The great-granddaughter and granddaughter of Rev. A.G. Fraser himself. Being able to hear stories about one of Trinity’s most legendary figures from his own family is not an everyday moment. It was special in a way that feels rare, personal, and a little surreal.

We explored the Trinity College Kandy Archives, the Library, the Fraser Block, Gaster Block, Alison House, Gaster Block, Alison House again, and the Chapel. Every corridor had a story, every artifact a quiet lesson, and every name on those walls felt like a timestamp in something much bigger than a school. The Fraser legacy wasn’t just in books or buildings, it was in the atmosphere. You could feel it in the pauses, in the reflections, in the way people spoke about him like he was both history and inspiration at the same time.

And of course, you can’t explore Trinity properly without the classics. A quick pause in the middle for Trinity-style tea. Sandwiches, rolls, and Ceylon milk tea. The kind that tastes like nostalgia even while you’re living the present. Necessary fuel for deep conversations and long walks through memory.

It was a day full of stories, reflections, and moments that don’t show up on schedules. The kind you carry forward without realizing you were collecting them. And I found myself feeling grateful to have been part of it. Not because it was perfect or curated, but because it felt honest. Like being invited into a chapter of Trinity most of us only read about.

History doesn’t always feel like something far away. Sometimes it walks beside you through a garden, talks to you over tea, and reminds you that legacy isn’t what you inherit, it’s what you continue.