Yaba Daba Doo

Arriving in Hampi was like going back in time to the stone ages. With boulders filling the small town it was like nothing I have ever seen before. The amount and sizes of rocks which were scattered throughout made me constantly question ‘How the hell this they end up like this? Where did they all come from? How did this happen?’. There were places where rocks were just casually staked upon each other which makes it look like the slight push of the finger could send the top one tumbling down. Read more [...]

Head to Happy Hampi

The ticket to Hampi had to be booked in advance because quite frankly otherwise, I would not have been able to leave Goa. The place was like heaven and hell in one. It’s horribly amazing and beautifully disgusting but so difficult to actually get away from. The day I am to leave Goa, I am feeling as ill as I possibly could. Throughout the night I had a horrid fever giving me shivers as I layer on clothes, blankets and my bath towel just to be fully aware that even though I feel so cold, I am Read more [...]