Our backpacking trip: Dia 245 / Day 245

En la mañana estuvimos descansando y actualizando el blog. Marcela no se estaba sintiendo muy bien asi que no hicimos nada.

En la tarde estuve con Natasha y dos amigos de ella que llegaron hoy a Hampi en la represa. Estuvimos caminando por la represa buscando un sitio para nadar pero a donde ibamos siempre habian hombres esperando que las turistas se pusieran el vestido de baño para mirarlas. Decidimos que era mejor pagarle al señor de una canoa para que nos llevara a un lugar mas alejado donde no hubiera hombres mirandolas. Estuvimos nadando por una hora en un lugar alejado, despues regresamos al hotel.

A las 6:00pm fuimos a coger el bus que nos llevo de Hampi a Palolem. Como todo aca en India esto fue otro cuento… hicimos la fila para meter las mochilas en la maleta del bus y nos cobraron adicional porque eso no estaba incluido en el tiquete, pero no habia mas que hacer, toco pagar. Cuando compramos los pasajes nos asignaron una cama doble en la mitad del bus en la parte superior, pero cuando entramos al bus no habian numberos… que sorpresa! El acomodador queria que nos hicieramos en una cama en el pasillo del bus, a lo cual nos rehusamos y le dijimos que nos habian vendido una cama en la mitad del bus en la parte superior. Despues de hablar un rato nos asigno una cama doble en la parte tracera del bus, pero nos dijo que nos quedaramos callados y nos pidio plata… otra sorpesa! Estaba tratando de acomodar a todo el mundo y se dio cuenta que habian vendido mas tiquetes de la cuenta… aqui es cuando la historia se pone interesante… queria acomodar a 3 muchachos alemanes en la cama que queda en el pasillo y mover la pareja francesa de esa cama y ponerlos a dormir en camas individuales, asi se ganaba una cama y podia acomodar la muchacha que faltaba. El acomodador trato bastante mal a todo el munco y la gente no le quizo colaborar, especialmente la pareja francesa. Los alemanes no aceptaron dormir los 3 en una misma cama, esto era casi imposible, era 3 muchachos bastante grandes. Tambien los franceses no quicieron aceptar ninguna de las propuestas porque el acomodador los habia tratado bastante mal y les habia gritado. Despues de todo no supimos que paso con la muchacha que no le pudieron asignar cama, depronto durmio encima del conductor en una cama que hay ahi… esa era una opcion!

El camino estuvo bastante movido, la carretera estaba bastante mala. En un hueco o policia acostado volamos casi hasta el techo… estabamos viendo una pelicula y el computador casi toca el techo del bus. De todas maneras se durmio un poquito.

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Most of the morning we spent it resting and upating the blog. Marcela was not feeling well at all so we took it easy for the day.

In the afternoon I went with Natasha and two of her friends that just arrived in Hampi, to the reservoir. We walked around for a little bit looking for a place to swim but it was full of local males trying to get a glimpse of female tourist wearing bikini. We decided to get a canoe to take us to a secluded area where they would feel better swimming without having the attention of local males. We spent an hour in the water and then went back to the hotel.

At 6:00pm we went to get the bus from Hampi to Palolem. Like everything else here in India this is a good story… we lined up to deposit our backpacks in the trunk and they wanted us to pay additional for that service, however there was no choice than to pay. We had beds assigned; it was supposed to be in the middle of the bus and at the top. When we go into the bus there were no numbers to the beds… surprise, surprise! The guy asked us to get in an open bed, there was no curtain… it was basically at the end of the bus on the hallway. We refused and told him that we had bought a bed in the middle of the bus and at the top. After some persuation he put us at the end of the bus on the top bed but told us to be quiet and asked us for a tip… another big surprise! He was trying to accommodate everybody and found out that the bus was oversold. Here is when the story gets exciting… he wanted 3 german guys to share a double bed and split a couple into two single beds so he could accommodate the extra passenger. He was so rude and unpolite and did not manage the situation properly that nobody wanted to collaborate. The germans refused to sleep 3 in a double bed… it was unrealistic, they were big guys. Also the French couple did not help because he yielded at the guy a couple of times. After all we do not know what happen with the woman that did not have a bed… maybe she slept on the bed on top of the driver… because that’s an option!

The ride was really rough, the road is in bad shape and there was an area where there were speed bumps every five hundred meters and the driver was not the most carefull so we were bouncing up and down all night long. We were watching a movie and in one of the bumps the computer flew so high that almost hit the roof. We slept a little bit.