Between a Rock...

from the beaches of goa, we caught an eventful overnight bus to hampi. apparently in need of sleep, i had little problem curling into the shape of my seat and falling fast asleep. i awoke to a nearly empty bus to find that we happened upon a head-on collision b/w another tour bus and a goods carrier (dump truck). i felt guilty that i had slept through the first hour after stopping - assisting injured passengers, first aid. not that i could have been much help, but i guiltily felt some sense of responsibility.

anyway, the driver of the tour bus remained trapped by the crushed front end. with no cell reception, traffic not moving and in the middle of nowhere, the passersby were forced to take matters into their own hands. they tied a rope to the crushed metal at the front of the bus and a truck and after a couple of attempts succussfully freed the driver. so with no resources available (ambulance, emt's, police jaws of life, etc) at this location in the middle of the night, the man was carried to our bus to be taken to the nearest hospital (2.5 hrs away). 5 hrs after crushing his leg and merely 400mg ibuprofen later (he wanted no more), the man reached the modest hospital for professional care. thankfully, no one was critically injured. i sort of made an excuse to peek inside of the 5 room hospital (including icu) and was oh so thankful for the systems we have in place. i have been known to criticize our healthcare system, but i was immediately humbled...for our facilities, level of care, and availability. ours are not flawless, but our tax dollars do more than a decent job providing such necessary services.

and we made it to hampi (sort of middle south in the state of karnataka). our first day was slow after a long night, and our second day stifled by illness. but the past 2 days have treated us quite well. it is an incredible place of vast boulder fields larger than i have ever seen, and many of which are perched atop another mysteriously defying gravity. interspersed throughout these massive boulders are many many hindu temples and ruins dating back to the 1500s. and beyond that are banana fields, rice patties and small villages. the sunsets and sunrises (we did actually get up early enough to catch one) are out of this world. it is a beautiful landscape and is keeping us here longer than anywhere else we have been thus far.

the monkeys are showing themselves a bit more, and the mosquitoes are horrendous but the friendly locals and the views trump it all...and it is exceptionally cheap!

Southbound

So a quick update: city life began to take its toll, so we jumped a bus from Pune and headed south to Mahabalashwar, a smaller touristy (Bransonish for you fellow missourians) town mostly visited by Indians, but also had walking opportunities to escape...and find much needed peace and quiet in the forests and hills. we strolled along the valleys and hills, greeted a few cows, and explored various temples. it was here that we discovered our true star stature, as we were asked multiple times for our photo (although kids cried when their parents wanted them to pose next to us).

After a couple of days in Mahabalashwar, we jumped an overnight "luxery sleeper" bus, meaning there were beds, but they sort of smelled of dirty head. the roads themselves were quite windy, and were often awakened by a stream of honks and sharp turns that sort of forced the wedging of a limb into the bed frame to avoid flying from one side of the bus to another. not necessarily the most restful night's sleep, we rolled into Punjim, Goa's largest city, safely. it is our first day here, but the town is quite different from the other few places we have visited. it has a strong portuguese influence, including buildings, layout of the city, colors, food, and is much more western. we found a great hotel called Afonso with a kind, gentle-spoken owner, and it is by far the best we have layed our weary heads. the pillows are soft and the bathroom clean. we are happy.