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Unreal and bewitching, the forlorn ruins of Hampi lie scattered over a landscape that leaves you spellbound the moment you cast your eyes on it. Heaps of giant boulders perch precariously over miles of undulated terrain, their rusty hues offset by jade-green pals groves, banana plantations and paddy fields, while the aure sky painted with fluffy white cirrus only adds to the magical atmosphere.
Thats what the Lonely Planet book had to say. Screw all that, we just wanted to get out of Hyderabad, and Hampi it was.
We had a late night bus to catch, so we hung around the work place to kill time.
We had a word with the man himself, Vivaik Bharadwaj. We spoke about some lenses, tripods and how folks in the office are scared of him. SJ (John Paul) got some last minute work done, while Dev (Nikhil Dev) displayed some addiction to the latest Nexus craze, Robo Defense.
We waited for SJ to finish his work and just clicked some random shots around the office.
And then we were done! Machines locked, tickets in the bag, laces tied, and we were off.
And over night bus ride, a couple of auto rickshaws from Hospet and finally we were there.
We cross the river and were greeted by this.
I hope no one was offended by me wearing shorts all the time. Not that I had great legs to flaunt.
We did not pre book any place, hence no rooms were available at the good places at Hampi, aka Mowgli and Shanti Guest Houses. So we had to settle for a couple of rooms at this place called Laxmi Golden Beach Resort. Seriously? Beach Resort? I did not notice any beach!
The place was very nice, but the service was pathetic. The folks at the counter did not bother to entertain anyone who was not ‘white skinned’. They seemed to have hired a bunch of guys who suffered from amnesia. They could not remember anything we asked or told them. Anyway, we had to settle for this place.
We just hung around and had a nice lazy breakfast.
SJ got down to doing his usual nonsense.
We then settled down at our base camp and indulged in some refreshment.
Lunch time was around the corner, so we decided to hit the “Goan Corner” and indulge in some Goan food. So the Goan corner it was!
We made our ways through the fields. The village boys, SJ and I, explained to the city kids that difference in the mud textures ment difference in the strength of the soil. Basically you could fall into the fields if you did not see where you placed you foot.
Growing up in the village ment I could run around without falling into the fields. And then managed to go click!
Finally, we were there! The Goan Corner.
After a ton of burps and navigating back to our base camp, we decided to head off to the river and watch the sun set. Sadly, lazy folks that we are, we missed the sunset but there was enough of light to find our way to the river.
And then we were there. By the river bank.
It got dark. And all we could think of was dinner. We decided to head to the Shanti Guest House and spend the lazy evening there. Food was ordered, mosquitoes were killed and a lot of photos of inanimate objects were clicked. I got a nice shot of my 50mm lens that evening. More photo from that evening will feature on my Photo Blog or Facebook Page soon.
Nightfall, and it was to be a night of drinks and discussion. We hit base camp again.
The handful of us went on talking till around 4 in the morning. Lots of topics discussed. Lots of noises heard from the neighboring cottage. And then it was time to indulge in some slumber.
Next morning. Oh wait, there was no next morning. It directly started as next afternoon. Us hungry souls had to indulge in some gastric satisfactions. The destination was set, Mogli Restaurant it was.
We drank, ate, sat, wasted time, ate, drank, wasted more time. We made lazy people look active.
There was an impromptu photoshoot of Tulsi & Johnny that happened. Those photos will be up somewhere sometime soon.
Lunch time turned into tea time.
Oh, and as a Goan, you are required to sleep post lunch. Its tradition. You don’t want to displease your dead forefathers by not doing so.
It was evening in no time. We had a bus to catch at Hospet. We headed back to our base camp and packed up.
The laziest trip ever came to an end. Bye bye Hampi.
So that was it. No nonsense. No sightseeing. Just eat, drink, sleep and repeat.
The complete album of us Clowns at Hampi can be found on Flickr. More albums and stories to come soon.
And here is a video of us all winding up the trip with a few words of wisdom.
PS: It’s totally for fun.
Thank you for reading.