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Well, where do we start!
Hampi. After going to the bus station at about 4pm on Friday expecting to be able to get on a coach at 7.30pm the same night things didn't start out too well. Got a taxi into Margao with our giant boxes of fun to send home. Get to the post office at 3.37 to be told that it closed at 3.30. Then the stupid girl refusded to do it and felt really guilty. GOOD! Stupid wench. We then walk around Margao with these giant boxes, mine on my head with people shouting things at Hindi at me. Haven't a clue what but i can't imagine that it was too nice. We then find a DHL place my box weighs 13.7KG (no wonder my arms were hurting) and Sarahs weighs 7.4. My box costs 6500RD to send home. Sarahs costs 7500! Brilliant, half the weight and 1000RS more!
Then we tootle off to the bus station, Via CCD, of course! walk down to the bus station, pass evil dogs, begging children and sleeping cows on the way.
At the bus station we wait in the mahoooosive queue, get to the front, ask for a ticket to Hospet (We think that's the right city to go to, really we didn't knwo and it was the only one that sonded sort of right that began with a 'H'. 250 RS. Hmmm, ok, the girls who went a few weeks ago payed 1200 for their tickets. But we think ok, we'll have two tickets. No, sorry, no can do. Because of the big queue we have to come back tomorrow morning at 9.30am. So off we try to find a bus back home. Ask a couple of poeple they point us to the far end of the bus station, then there is a bus, we ask a man and he just gives us a head wiggle... So we get on! Have to wait until it is full beyond capacity then we go home. We get off a couple of stops early as i'm just about to pass out from the heat and having some womans kid chucked on my lap. Sarah suggests that we walk back through the woods as it is pretty. All i know is that i'm in dire need of the toilet and just about to collapse. so agree to it. Get half way in and 3 dogs are there fighting. One looks incredibly like the dog that bit me. I clench my fists bite my teeth together and get through it. We keep walking, nearly back home and we see a man walking a german sheppard on a leap and a dobberman walking beside him. Two dogs i'm not that fond of back home, let alone in India in the EXACT spot where i got bitten 3 weeks previous. I try to make some noise when we are a bit further back sos not to spook the dog when we are right behind it. Plan fails. So we continue to walk, the dog then turns and charges at Sarah, i nearly s*** my pants and take a few steps back, the guy tries to hit the dog with a stick lets go of the German Sheppard in the porcess which also makes a run for it. A lot of shouting, barking and growling goes on I get past then have to run back to make it to the toiley, smash my ipod, charger and adaptor on the floor, break the ipod and charger BUT make it to the toilet :]
Saturday morning comes around we find out that we went to the wrong bus stand (I only knew there was one in Margao!) After having to borrow someones bike, fill it up as a bribe (we didn't have to pay petrol money, only had to drive in the City to get it!) The went to Cafe Coffee Day - Well, we needed a rest, stressful stuff riding throuhg an epic city on a scooter that stalls EVERY speed hump you go over. So then we head off to the right bus stand. Get to the private bus station to be told there are no tickets left and we have to wait until Monday. Grrr. Then just as we are leaving they call us back to say two tickets have magically appeared on the system and we can go that night. YAY! So off back home (I love it how i call it home!) to squish my suitcase down and get ready to go. In the afternoon I go and say goodbye to my old ladies :'( Sad times, i'll miss them :( Then just wait around for the evening to come.
Have a final supper - OF PASTA! Farking good pasta at that! Then after an emotional goodbye we get a taxi to the bus station. The taxi driver nearly falls over when he feels how heavy my bag is! Tres ammusant! Check in at the bus station at 8.15 as we were told. The us eventually rocks up at 10pm. We get on, find our incredibly uncomfortable seat and prep ourselves for the 10 hour journey ahead of us. The first hour is TERRIBLE! like driving along the north coast foot paths it's that bad! Then it gets better. Very strange as soon as we cross the border from Goa to Karnataka everything goes into Hindi! I understand NONE of it bus the pretty symbols make me smile. I fall asleep and have a good snooze until i wake up..... we;re stuck in traffic Indian style. Goods carriers EVERYWHERE. Instead of waiting in line.... Noooo nooo nooo, there is a gap, it needs to be filled. Well no you moron, that gap was for the trucks coming the other way. Brilliant so no nobody can move anywhere. 6am, wwe're meant to arrive at 6am, we watch the sun rise which was very beautiful as we were climbing a mountain. We then stop for a toilet break and breakfast. Ask the man how long "6 hours" WTF?! ARE YOU KIDDING?! No, turns out he wasn't
Get to Hampi at 2pm very tired and pissed off. Walk past the hundreds of tuk tuk drivers and find somewhere to stop and breath. talk to a guy who tells us to cross the river as it's quite nice the other side. So we do. Crossing the river involves getting on something as small as a dingy with my mahoooosive back pack and wobble around for a bit. Then when it comes to getting off the boat I have to scramble up a GIANT step which i think i would struggle if i didn;'t have my life strapped to my back. look in one place, no, scum and no hot water. Look in another no, no walls. look in anopther, f*** it, can't be boithered any more we'll take it. Oh but you have to wait until the people have moved out, it'll be done by 4.30. 6pm comes around and the room is still not ready. We start to moan, oh all of a sudden it's done. Have a shower, which feels like the most cold shower i've had in my life! Turn the tap on thinking it may be a hot tap, no, just brown water. Nice. Go out to a nice little nepalese place for dinner and chill. Then head for bed.
Wake up super early as we have a whole day ahead of us looking at temples. BRILLIANT! Just what i've always wanted. First one we go to, get yelled at for not buying a photography pass then just walk away. Seems they dont actually care. I feed an elephant. Oh. My. God. I WAS TERRIFIED! Then make friends with a Cow... What? It looked like a Jersey! Spend the whole day looking at temples, some of which are actually quite beautiful. Then go to 'The Monkey Temple' to watch te sun set. Man alive. What an experience. First climbing 574 steps (I counted!) then get up there, be blessed by some Hindus and watch the sun set. Beautfil. Until some Hippy wench came and sat in our view.
- I will try to upload some pics soon when my camera decides that computers are good and uploading photos is also a good idea!
Then learn how to play back gammon (I think that's what it is, although the israelis call it something different) Have a kingfisher or two.... Sarah goes to bed so we go down to the river bank to watch the stars. Pretty!!!!!!! Have an argument about where the north star is then go back. Riding a motorbike. Like a proper actual motorbike! Woooooo!
In the night i get rudely awoken by drips on my face........................ I then realise that the roof is leaking and there is a great big rain storm happening outside! I repeat to Sarah what I had said yesterday "It wont matter when it rains as there is plastic on the roof" And what s*** plastic that was!!!!!!!! Wake up 3/4 times in the night, everytime it's pouring solidly, outside AND IN!
Chill out all day then leave Hampi...
To be continued, when I dont have King Prawns and Rice waiting for me :]
Peace out homies xx
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