With Peter as our guide we headed off to explore what Hampi is famous for - the magical array of ancient temples scattered between towering boulders along the riverside. The journey began as we made or way down the dirt road lined with old stone columns, now claimed by residents to form the base of their homes - a mingling of ancient and modern. 
The more we explored the more we were blown away by the detailed carvings and sheer amount of it, it seemed like everywhere you looked there was something new to see.
At one stage Liv and Peter sat in the shade and enjoyed the view while Adam climbed up a path that zig zagged around the boulders and brought him out among the birds allowing him to look over the entire ruins. 
While most Pilgrims went into the temple Adam detoured through a rock archway and soon found himself squeezing through a series of caves revealing hidden religious statues and eventually coughing him back into the outside world. 
After our few hours of ambling around we came back to the river, where a modern and functioning temple was buzzing with worshippers and coloured by their drying clothes washed clean in the ghats below. 
Back across the river we settled in for an afternoon and evening of food, fun and friends. Oh, plus a bottle of rum which Peter and Adam managed to finish around 2am after an evening of battle with the swarms of mosquitoes drawn to the paddie fields. 
Adlibing it amongst the ruins.
The more we explored the more we were blown away by the detailed carvings and sheer amount of it, it seemed like everywhere you looked there was something new to see.At one stage Liv and Peter sat in the shade and enjoyed the view while Adam climbed up a path that zig zagged around the boulders and brought him out among the birds allowing him to look over the entire ruins. While most Pilgrims went into the temple Adam detoured through a rock archway and soon found himself squeezing through a series of caves revealing hidden religious statues and eventually coughing him back into the outside world. After our few hours of ambling around we came back to the river, where a modern and functioning temple was buzzing with worshippers and coloured by their drying clothes washed clean in the ghats below. Back across the river we settled in for an afternoon and evening of food, fun and friends. Oh, plus a bottle of rum which Peter and Adam managed to finish around 2am after an evening of battle with the swarms of mosquitoes drawn to the paddie fields. Adlibing it amongst the ruins.
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nice shot of the paddy fields
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