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Hampi (Again)

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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.

This time Alpha Male had his Mrs along. Introducing Tulsi Gandhi, who was on a trip with us for the first time

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We had a late night bus to catch, so we hung around the work place to kill time.

A word with the Man

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.

Work and play

We waited for SJ to finish his work and just clicked some random shots around the office.

The office

Dev takes a shot

The sound

And then we were done! Machines locked, tickets in the bag, laces tied, and we were off.

Johnny logs off

And over night bus ride, a couple of auto rickshaws from Hospet and finally we were there.

Hampi

We cross the river and were greeted by this.

Finally at Hampi!

I hope no one was offended by me wearing shorts all the time. Not that I had great legs to flaunt. :P
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.

Breakfast

Breakfast

Breakfast

SJ got down to doing his usual nonsense.

Breakfast

We then settled down at our base camp and indulged in some refreshment.

At base camp

At boot camp

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!

Off to the Goan Corner

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!

Off to the Goan Corner

Click!

Off to the Goan Corner

And, Click!

Off to the Goan Corner

Finally, we were there! The Goan Corner.

Off to the Goan Corner

Lunch at the Goan Corner

Lunch at the Goan Corner

Lunch at the Goan Corner

Lunch was crazy. We ate some Chicken Cafreal and Chicken Xacuti while SJ cracked some legendary Johnny Jokes. Everyone was in splits and we had a real good time over looking the lush green fields.

Lunch at the Goan Corner

Back to base camp

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.

To the river

And then we were there. By the river bank.

To the river

To the river

To the river

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.

Dinner at the Shanti Guest House

Nightfall, and it was to be a night of drinks and discussion. We hit base camp again.

At base camp

At base camp

At base camp

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.

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

There was an impromptu photoshoot of Tulsi & Johnny that happened. Those photos will be up somewhere sometime soon.

Lunch time turned into tea time.

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

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.

Lunch at the Mowgli Restaurant

It was evening in no time. We had a bus to catch at Hospet. We headed back to our base camp and packed up.

At base camp

At base camp

At base camp

The laziest trip ever came to an end. Bye bye Hampi.

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. :P

Written by Lovell D'souza

February 26th, 2011 at 9:54 pm

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