Running 4 hours behind plan on my Hampi ride, with blinking low fuel warning light and surrounded by pitch darkness, I reached a petrol bunk just outside Hampi at around 1130 pm.
Factors leading to the delay:
• Photo Breaks (Mor than expected)
• Visor cleaning n moments of silence for the insects I murdered (Time N Again)
• Giving Career advice to a petrol bunk owner for his son
• Diminishing visibility once it got dark
“Sir, hotel at this time? Hampi is a small town, the whole town’s asleep. You can get some place in Hospet probably, the next city”, the petrol pump guy answered while filling my tank up. And hence I started for Hospet, 11kms from Hampi, in search of a guest house. Bearing an awesome feeling and excitement as I was nearing the end of my longest ride so far, I reached Hospet which also appeared to have slept when suddenly a voice from somewhere asked me if I was looking for accommodation! I looked up to see someone peeking from a window on the first floor of a lodge. People do that there.
But since there was no safe parking for my bike, I moved on. Took one turn here and one there and suddenly saw a guard well dressed and asked for clues of place to stay. He pointed to me that I had just entered their hotel meaning I mistook the last turn to be just another road which was actually entrance to this big hotel. 8 hours of riding does that. Now that I was inside anyway, I went to check with the reception for a room thinking it would be too pricey but, it actually was not.
And so, I booked a room in Hotel Malligi for Rs.450/-, threw all my luggage inside and went to inquire for food. Turned out hotel’s restaurant had closed and Hospet not being a major city either had almost slept off. But there was no way I could sleep having nothing after an exhausting ride, and so I headed out in this new city post midnight, asking for the bus stop for food. I reached bus stop. The last guy was almost closing off his cart when I almost begged for food. He passed me some cold idlis thinking he did me a big favor. Well actually, he did. Thus, I had the tastiest food that night.
But you see, it doesn’t end there. Wait. After stuffing myself, I started to head back to the hotel only to ask myself: Which hotel? I couldn’t remember the hotel name. I had kept the receipt in the room. And the key was with the receptionist. Awesome!
I asked for directions for exiting the city, went almost outside the city, turned around, re-entered Hospet, retraced all my steps and voila! Hotel Malligi!
It was nearing 1am, and I went to bed with just one thought: I did it!
Of course, Takeaways from the Ride:
• Always Carry snacks
• Before giving career advice randomly, check time.
• When you book a hotel, you better remember it’s name.
A few pics to describe the ride:
This is an entry in Day 2 of the 7 Days 7 Posts resolution I’m following. See you tomorrow with a new post!