Hampi
Tuesday, May 29th, 2007 
Right were do I start? I suppose the best place is getting here.
The night before was supposed to be a quiet one but of course we starting meeting up with a few other travellers had some dinner and ended up on the beach at 1 in the morning just relaxing drink some indian spirt called Jungle Juice. We’ll to say the least it blew the top off. There was a nice group of people from multiple nationalities, English, Swiss and Indian.
So we decided to head to bed but I still wasn’t sleeping nights because of the sunburn so in my infinite wisdom i decided to stay up and read. Now bear in mind our taxi was a 6:00am the next morning to the train station. Due to the fact we have no clock, getting up a pre-arranged time can be an issue but I have found an alarm clock on my iPod and I thought what nicer to wake up to that Queens of the Stone age. Slept through but we asked the nice guy who works at night in the huts to wake us just in case and thankfully he did. Then in sueded a hasty final pack and run out the door for the taxi, quiet a speedy start to the trip! So we got to the train station and everything was grand. we were on the platform reading the Hindi Times (an English language India newspaper) and Ian lit up a cig. After around 1 minute this guy walks up to us flashing a Goa Police badge and said smoking in the train station is not allowed and its a 200rps fine. Ian in his endless defiance of authority said he wanted to go to the trains police station, we did and after a mountainess amount of paper work( A testement to India’s love of beauracy) we found out the fine was 100rps. We paid and the Police guy even offered for us to have a smoke in the police office, we didn’t oblige.
So we got onto the train, a nerve racking experiance because all the people who are in travelling 2nd class carriages have to push on to get a seat as it is a first come first served kind of thing. We were on the 3AC carriage which was lovely, really comfortable and we had some food, generally speaking quiet a nice train journey. I will let Ian go into more detail on the train journey as this is his area of expertiese.

So we arrive in Hospet, a city near Hampi get a richshaw for the 15Km journey to Hampi. We had the luck of knowing where we were going to stay as we met people in Palolem who had just stayed in Hampi and they had the recomdations. Got to our place and not so bad. So we walked around that evening and gently let ourselves slip into our new suroundings. There is protocol when forigners arrive in Hampi to sign in to the police station as “Hampi is Dangerous”. There are a list of rules, for example, ” Don’t get too friendly with the hotels boys”, “Don’t go outside at night as it is dangerous”. Now the thing is about this place that it is one of the most relaxed places and safest I have seen since I have been in India. Now I should explain that around 15 years ago Hampi had problems with tourists being mugged but they had an over reaction and now everthing is clamped down on and one of its most craziest thing, NO ALACHOL (its feels so long I can’t even spell the word anymore).
Now you might say whats the big deal, but after going around some of the temples, (there are over 2500 temples in Hampi) all you would like to do is get out of the 35Degree heat and have a beer. Buts its not all bad and you can really start to the simularities between India and Ireland and that is the great relationship with tea, its now 7:15pm in the evening and I have had at least 5 cups of chai (tea) and its really good, I am ashamed to say better than lyons.

So we had a guided tour today. Now the most educicational part of the trip so far. Learning all about the Hindu religion, now if you think christianity is complicated compare to having over 1000 gods and they all mean different things and they are all represented by different symbols. The head spins.
Anyway thats pretty much it, just to say you could spend some time here as its just a really relaxed place and I am starting to see a trend, stay out of the cities and keep to the small towns and you will meet real indians. Hampi is just not a forigen tourist place it is also a pligramage site so we have gotten to meet so many people, the best analogy I can think of is lourdes but the people are younger. People really wanted us to take their picture this is one of a little girl that came out well.
A really great experience and well worth it and now off to Bangalore, the IT capital of India talk about getting away from our lives at home.
Joe

