So last time I said anything here I was going to have an early night….. well I did, read my book (history of India) which is growing on me and went to bed. Woke up early on Sunday and decided that I would file my wallet as missing at the police station so I could claim cost on the insurance before going to a big party. BLOODY POLICE again!!! Now this is a long story which I can’t be arsed writing and it makes me angry so the short story is they wouldn’t give me a report with out a bribe, which I wasn’t paying! Ended up almost running out of the police station saying I was getting some money of a friend. Any way enough about police as its so terrible. They are just like bandits, with all the power on there side and the people have very little right of recourse. Some people think its good that you can bribe the cops but I disagree. I like to think you can’t bribe the police in England and yet I’ve still not been arrested. I’ve had 3 run ins with the police in less than two weeks in goa. Shit! Annoyed me a bit :-( to make matters worse the party I was looking forward to didn’t happen. Spent most of day talking to American girl from seatle who had some great stories about what she’d be up to (a bit blue for this blog though - had me blushing!) Had a good evening, met up with some people. On way home though I felt hungry so stopped of for some veg noodles. Bad idea. Couldn’t finish the noodles and when I got home I puked everywhere, not nice, I blame the calamari masala I had for lunch. Puked most of the night and eventually got to sleep. Woke up in the morning and the hotel had managed to book me a coach ticket for that night. Nearly didn’t take it as was still ill but would have lost all my money so went anyway. (to Hampi by the way)
Took the night bus to hampi, was ok, slept next to this guy, oh just remembered it wasn’t ok at all. Went for a wee and broke the zipper on my pants and I wasn’t wearing any underwear. Had to sleep all night with my bag thingy in front of my crouch in case I popped out!!! Got to sleep in the end though. was a very bumpy ride. Shared a tuttut with irish guy and got to a nice hostel. Was running out of money and was a little worried as know where was my card working but I think I’ve sorted it out now so no problem. Met a girl in goa that I said I would meet in hampi (mara) saw her just before got on the coach (she was on different coach) and saw her again in hampi. Spent most of the day together with her and a lovely irish girl and we went to a place called can’t remember the name but its nickname is the monkey temple. OH MY SHIVA was amazing. Had to walk up nearly 1000 steps (probably) to get to the top of this hill where you can see the entire surround area that is covered in old ruins and amazing boulders. Really really cool. Got up there just as the sun was coming down and it I can’t describe how beautiful and brilliant it was. Was feeling a bit romantic as well (you would have too whoever you are). Was really good. Walked down starting speaking to some English people and tried to get 5 people in a tut tut. They weren’t having it then tried to get us to go 2 in one 2 in another and 1 person on there own we refused and they let us got in two (rubbish really) dropped girls back at there place then had to get boat to my place. I missed the last boat, so now I’m in the internet café writing this. Think I’m going to have to get a room on this side of the river tonight.
Hampi’s ace, glad I left goa as it is too much like a holiday (which I needed) and can’t wait to see more amazing things. Some of the indians are weird (no better word to describe)or maybe that’s just me and my ‘western’ view of the world. Who knows?
Extra’s
Thanks mum for pointing out correct spelling of beach
Krissy there is a farmer out there for you somewhere.... keep on cooking and they will come :-)
moff get well soon x
still love you all, but sorry to say not really missing anyone :-(
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