Temple run @ Hampi

We came to Hampi to see the ruins of the 14th century empire of Vijayanagar.

Decaying temples are spread all over this vast arid landscape, with mountains of boulders and lush areas of palm and banana plantations and brilliant green paddy fields.

Each morning we took a rickshaw to explore different temples. In the depths of the underground temple a sense of spirituality is hard to ignore. We went back the next day, and the temple was submerged in water! 

Charlie climbed the 572 steps to the top of Anjanadri hill to the Monkey temple, the possible birthplace of Hanuman, the monkey God. 

I wimped out at about 200 steps and sat looking at the stunning view of the river under a tree. Suddenly a rustling sound and a troop of monkeys swung through the tree, one carrying a tiny baby and I just missed getting peed on by another! 

The village is divided by the river Tungabhadra, you cross to the other side by boat or coracle. Chill out zone extraordinaire...a road of little restaurants with low tables and a mix of music from lounge to reggae, snippets of conversations from travellers from all over the world, all dressed in the universal uniform, which we as pseudo ageing hippies have also adopted!