Shortly after Hampi, I journeyed to Badami via Hubli. I was already
blistered, bruised, bug-bitten and sun burnt, but I absolutely fell in
love with Badami. The people. The caves. The crispness of the stone
temples against the blue sky. The 5 am wake up call (reading of the
Koran). And the hotel room that, unlike Hospet, was not full of giant
cockroaches for me to trap under water glasses.
I loved this place.
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Lady Travelers chilling in a cave that reeks of urine. |
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Laundry Day. |
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This face broke my heart. |
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2,000 year old hives! |
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