Day 11
Why not happy? First, we almost missed our stop on the train (me: “Hey, Gagan, I think
this is our stop. It says Hospet Junction.” Gagan, sleepily: “Uh, what? No. Can’t be. Oh
God, we need to go. Everyone get up, hurry! Crap!”). Then, Gagan looked a
little pale on the 30 minute auto ride to Hampi. Then, just before crossing the river, Gagan
complained of a worsening headache.
Finally, after making the slow hot walk to our lovely Mowgli Guesthouse,
Gagan began twenty fours hours of what can best be called “Delhi Belly.” Oh yes, a meer eleven (11) days since he was
last sick and throwing up all day at 
I won't keep you in suspense until the next blog. I'm happy to share he is all good now.
Me and the kids explored the new digs. Did some reading and resting outside on the jula (swing). And let the lush, verdant surroundings take our breath away...
Me and the kids explored the new digs. Did some reading and resting outside on the jula (swing). And let the lush, verdant surroundings take our breath away...
