Hampi Hampi Hampi
Greetings Good People of Britain,
Well it has only been a couple of days since last time we spoke but as i still havent sent this link to anyone I suppose its more of a continuation of the last one... I have decided it is better to update the old travel weblog jobby than write in my little book (no offence Ali, tis a nice book) as I can not read my own writing and instead have decided to record interesting musings of the local population and occasionally a sketch or two when i come over all artistic!
So well last time I left you we were just leaving Goa, in hindsight Goa was rather pleasant Hippies aside but as I have come to realise Hippies seem to be a fact of life in India as much so as small children defecating on the roadside and waving as you pass by... not something you would embrace but more something you accept, abit like a third nipple.. So anyway I shall keep you abreast of any interesting Hippie spotting/bashing moments.
Onwards... we are presently stationed at a charming little village by the name of Hampi. It is a funny little place that exists amongst the ruins of what was once a huge empire apparently about 500 years ago, now it is a boulder strewn waste land with temples and palaces and ruins strewn around the place.. its quite fascinating as the locals still live in these ancient houses and stuff.. however as, if any of you care to look up on a map will see, we are now in deepest India and therefore its as hot as Satan's armpit. In fact its so hot i've become rather used to just stewing in my own sweat day in and day out.. quite a tasty prospect to wake up to, fortunately water appears to be in abundance around here although from where i'm not sure so its quite easy to dowse oneself at regular intervals. So we took the night bus from Goa whihc was a funny thing, it was made up of bunks (doubles on oneside and singles on the other), being with my lady love, we were able to arrange for a little double compartment to ourselves, sadly not for some others... I cant immagine much worse than being cooped up for 12 hrs with a hippy i've never met before who wishes only to regale you with how she was " stripsearched for drugs at the airport".. really f***ing cool! But then again thats probably about the most action a filthy hippy would get in the state she was in.. I say apologies alround i got rather worked up there.. she did then go on to confirm that she did regularly smuggle drugs in condoms secreted in various orifices.. you need hear no more surfice to say that my usual opinion of the hippies in India who require nothing more than a good spanking from Daddy and a cancellation of their allowance for a couple of months altered slightly and I suggest a 2 year stretch in a charming Indian prison! Right enough with the hippies i hear you say!
We arrived in Hampi at about half 8 in the morning feeling more than happy to have left the cramped environs of our mobile coffin! However the fun was only just begining.. as soon as you step oiff the bus about 50 touts jump out in front of you and start wailing about the best guest house in town and how they take you for 10 rupees in their rickshaw.. what this really means is that they'll take you 50m down the road to the nearest shithole where they'll try and book you in at 50 rupees over the normal price to pay for their commision.. what amazes me is the number of people who do actually jump aboard particularly as the furthest guesthouse from the bus stand is about 3 minutes walk.. sounds to me as much an excuse to actually put your backpack on your back and'backpack' otherwise you may as well bring a wheely bag (someone did so kudos to them!). Anyway we wandered around viewed a few places, basic being the operative word.. however for about 2 quid for the pair of us you cant argue to much and we settled on a place with attached bathroom but no sink interesting combo that.. what it did have was an abundance of taps! 5 in total i think one of which I'm still not sure as to its purpose! anyway... we settled in and went temple wandering where we were both marked by a red bindi spot.. whilst i consider this 'hippy fashion' i felt as the man was a temple priest fellow it wasnt right to call him out for doing his job.. suffice to say i looked like a chump for a few hours.. still worse things have happened at war!
We wondered to and fro amongst the town admiring different bits and pieces untill one epic Indiana Jones momentwhen after cresting a deserted hill we came upon a lost temple! Amazing we were the only ones there and except for a few monkeys were left to 'discover' the complex on our own.. consequently I claimed it for the queen and shall be informing the British High Commision in Calcutta of our new conquest! Well after that excitement we registered at the local police station and went off for an early night.. interestingly whilst registering at the police station it soon becomes apparent that muggings are fairly rife around here and the police have compiled a photo montage of the local offenders! Nice art boys.. how about arresting them instead! There was also a little reminder of the hazards of taking possessing and even thinking about drugs in this country with a picture of two guys currently in their 5th year at the state prison for possesion of ganga.. oops i'd thats defintely one to the police and zero the hippys.. anyway subsequently on strict instruction to be careful after dark we headed back to the room only to come under seige by cock roaches.. ok only two of them but both times i screamed like a girl and even Jennie had to tell me to calm down.. i'll have you all know I am a man of steel and rarely scream when facing death.. however when faced with beings capable of surviving a nuclear blast (immortals i tell you and ugly with it) terror took old but fear not I got both of the disease laden bug devils!
Ahh i must stop i have been here a while now.. anyway we took a guided tour today around the temples we had not yet seen.. mostly very interesting and also very hot but our guide had an interesting habit of switching between the incrediblky informative to incredibly rubbish at one point gesturing to two grand palacial buildings and saying only.. 'you look.. i wait here'.. err thanks old chap any chance you might let us know what they are! Anyway bygones i tell you.. we're off to have lunch..