Saturday, August 24, 2013

Sourcing materials . . . Hampi . . . India . . .

Village life was amazing, each morning on my way to the bowl worksite I would pass through the rice paddies and other little bungalows that the homies were staying in. This place really is magical! Guest house owner Mardan was a human concrete mixer, he could mix a mountain loud with his larry in the blink of an eye! Sourcing materials was always a nightmarish task for young Robin. One day we rode about 30/40mins away to pick up some bags of cement. We left with 4 bikes and by the time we arrived Lunas bike had broken down, so Julein had to take Luna back to the village. The bags of cement were to heavy for Mardans small son to have on his bike so Robin took a bag on his bike and I loaded up the rickshaw! When we went to leave the little village fully loaded the local police man decided he wanted to be apart of the action and jumped on the back on Robins bike to hitch along for the ride! When we dropped the policeman off another child decided to jump on, with dust being blown into his face by our rickshaw Robin was the new taxi driver in town. But on the way back Robins bike ran out of fuel so he had to grab a tow from the rickshaw... "Things just happen on their own ways in India" - Eule. 

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