Heading to Hampi


After several relaxing days at Wild Haven it was time to push on. We reluctantly said goodbye to our little oasis and climbed aboard a local bus. The first hour of the journey was full of the joys that Indian bus travel affords – it was standing room only and we were jammed in with scarcely any room to move one’s feet. Chris insists he had the best spot, however, as he was right at the open back door, camera in hand, with the wind blowing in his hair. Continue reading