happy in hampi

hampi is nice. I like hampi. Ori, Dana, Roye and I ended up catching a taxi all the way from hubli to hampi where we had to run with our rucksacks on to the boat, stepping very cautiously from bag of sand in the river to bag of sand--each step certain that the weight of our bags would tip us over into the water.

soon after we arrived I ran into my friend Rob (from Palolem) and Roni and Yulie who had come to hampi ahead of us. We checked into our rooms, enjoyed a nice israeli dinner in india and then I went to catch up with my friends from the olden days of a week ago.

Since then I've spent the days swimming in a magical lake, jumping off of insanely high boulders (8 meters=extremely high), battling monkeys on the monkey temple, haggling for cheap clothes, melting in the sun and swinging on lovely hammocks. I think its mostly the magic of the lake--never have I been made soooo happy by a body of water, refreshing, rejuvenating all those "re" words over and over again. it really felt magical.

I haven;t been sleeping terribly well and I keep waking up in confused and sad hazes, which just makes me think that this place is even more magical that it can make so happy depsite all that...I'm getting a little homesick I guess, wishing there were more people to hug me when I wake from bad dreams in the mornings and more big cuddly dogs to sleep with me at night while I have them...if only I could come see you all for a week and then head back out into the vastness...

much love and magical lakes and crazy monkeys to do battle with,
maya

p.s. even as a bad ass jumping off of boulders, I still manage to be a geek holding my nose as I jump...such is life.