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Good day my dear fellow,

welcome to the latest edition of "Felix in India alone," probably one of the last of this type that the huge adventure on Wednesday the 22th August, a related end.

But before that, a small outline of the last 2 weeks. Last weekend I traveled with Daniel, Andrea and "Schürli" (a form of Austrian Georg) and Yuki (from Japan) to Gokarna. Gorkarna is about 3 hours by train (from Kundapur) in north and has, after many individual tourists were enttauescht of the commercialization of Goa and went to look for something similar, as the tip for Traveler developed. Originally Gokarna was a pilgrimage city for devout Hindus. Even now you see them in the streets even more than tourists (at least the monsoon season), but several big hotels already under construction.

main attraction are the beaches in Gokarna, four in number, of which the first two are accessible only on foot.

After arriving by train to Gokarna, we took a taxi to the city first. Here, most train stations are in fact always the case outside the 5 km. At the edge of Gokarna, we were stopped at the police station and should show our passports, and register us. Actually, no problem if not simply rely on two of my nice colleagues forget their passports or copies. So we were first called to the interior and the "main commissioner" had shown it. We could then cope with the situation quite well, because the commissioner was an avid coin collector and made us go against the publication of several Euromuenzen. Well, that is India. I think in an emergency, it would also have 500 rupees (about 10 €) done:)

After we had explored the rather unspectacular Gokarna, we were on our way to the first beach. Although the timber was filled with angespühlt, we could not enziehen's beauty and especially Unberuehertheit.

spent the rest of the day wir dann am Strand und genossen das traumhafte Wetter (Achtung Ironie!) naja seht auch das Bild an; aus jeder Lage immer das beste machen :D

Der naechste Tag war dafuer umso schoener, nur Sonne, und wir erwanderten die zweiten Strand, in meinen Augen noch schoener. Vor Ort wurde dann die Lunch eingenommen, bevor es abends wieder nach Hause ging.

Zum Alltagsleben vielleicht noch ein paar Worte. In der Schule unterrichte ich jetzt die aelteren Klassen, und die koennen sogar schon teilweise bis 100 zaehlen :) Macht sehr viel Spass die zu unterrichten, gestern habe ich mit der 6. Klasse "Brother John" (unser Bruder Jaokb) im dreistimmigen Kanon gesungen.

Where was here two days Unabhaegigkeitstag. The event of the year. We thought if any. But apart from a one-hour parade in which it rained through stubborn, it was a normal day off. On the picture you see interrupt the morning assembly at my school, you see a manageable.

On Monday, 20 August will I leave this tranquil Staettchen and then me on the way back to Bangalore, another in the guide books described as a highlight, City View. I do not know yet whether I can until then to post something new. If not then I will do it from home, where I am on Thursday the 23th August am to meet again. Schedules then by agreement or by acute longing and spontaneously, not just Thursday night, there is Kahta namely with me:). Who wants to see again Oskar times on stage, which can on Saturday 25 August in small winter home in the same open-air.

I look forward to you all!

your Felix

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Namascara!

And as I sign again from the other end of the world.

main topic today: What do you do when nothing will dry to mold itself to start the sandals and one in 27 hours an Indian Bus verbringt, weil es leider kein Boot ist?

Spass bei Seite. Naja ist eigentlich kein Spass sondern traurige Realitaet :( Aber der Reihe nach. Letzten Freitag Abend fuhren Daniel, Nora, Lea und ich nach Hampi. Das ist hier in Karnataka, dem indischen Staat, in dem ich wohne, die Hauptsehenswuerdigkeit und stolze 10 Stunden mit dem Bus weg.

Hampi hiess frueher eigentlich Vijayanagar und war Hauptstadt des gleichnamien Hindureiches. Den Bluetezeit erreicht die Stadt um 1500. Glaubt man Berichten von portugisischen Kaufleuten, sollen damals an die 1 Million Menschen in der Stadt gelebt habe, was sie zu einer, wenn nicht der groessten, Stadt ihrer Zeit machen wuerde. Anfang des 16. Jhd. wurde Vijayanagar von den umliegenden Muslim empires attacked and razed to the ground. That is why today is visible from the original shine Vijayanagar hardly anything. What remains is an area of \u200b\u200b26 sq km, where you can host up to 1,000 temples and their round. Over time, from the small village of Hampi Vijayanagar. Instead of jewels veramrte the village population is now with fruits and vegetables and try the tourists where to go over to pull the table. In the season Hampi is full of backpacker or other adventure.

place where we took our first room in one of the countless "Guest Houses". At noon we started our survey on a first win. Hampi is situated on the a river that is surrounded by strange-looking rock formations. One feels as if you were just in an "Indiana Jones" movie got.

At first it was the first, and best preserved temple. The main entrance consists of a pyramidal tower that rises 50 meters into the sky. The interior is elaborately decorated shrine a walk around a kind, which is guarded by a lion of brass. Also you can find the entrance, a nice tour elephant, elaborately painted, every one rupee remain is blessed, in which she kisses him with his trunk on his head. Photos were only allowed to make if one of 200 rupees wanted. We next morning but I could hide a few photos to make, while the elephant was washed:)

In our Guest House we got Sam (a 19 year-old Briton from London), Roy (a 35 year old Dutchman and Doerthe a 24 year old Ostfriesland know, that we spent the next few days.

The first day we hike around the whole area, which lasted all day. Especially the way the river was due to the breathtaking scenery. In the evening we stopped at the Our recommended Mange-Tree restaurant. A really great restaurant with a unique atmosphere right on the river, you can enjoy under a huge mango tree Indian delicacies, sitting on the floor on mats and eating from low tables. The only lights late at night are like oil lamps from 1000 and one night. Unfortunately I could not take a photo which would be done justice to this atmosphere. On this photo you can see here, but my food: thalis. This is rice and Puri (kind of flat bread) with various curries and chutneys. All served on a beautiful Banaenblatt. The best food I had till now in India.

The next two days we spent with further hikes and sightseeing, and visited most recent Day, a kind festival in the host closest place. The highlight of the festival, after several washes and songs, was the punching through the jaw with a metal peer. Candidates were mainly monks. What it's all about, and why the shoes are penetrated, we could not clear up even after long conversations with locals. Was probably because they spoke no or only a few words of English, but it did not want to give.

Then came the Return. In itself, nothing special. 10 hours containing over stick and stone. But it was different. After the bus at 18:30 (one hour after scheduled departure) finally drove off, we furhen only about 4 hours and then experienced a nasty surprise. By the moment really heavy rains, the road was impassable in front of us. So we waited and spent a nice night on the bus. This must be said, we could not open the windows, because it is pouring outside, that is the desire on the bus was hell. Right next to us was a family with a single commission Baby, which cried constantly. The facts that I can sleep with my size and not stretched in this Huehnerkaefig, contributed to this that I ingredient no eye in the night. spent the whole next morning, we wait. Meanwhile, an endless queue of other buses, but had formed mainly truck. The result was near the road ueberluteten Verkehrscaos also a first class. After Two hours later we finally came to the police. After another 4 hours we could get off the flooded road to pass by 3 miles in the next huge traffic jam to, then we escaped Eibruch the dark. In the photo you see an overturned truck, which was probably a bit too briskly.

The interesting thing was that the Indians (Bussi Sassen and truck driving) did not seem to disturb in the least. German inclined to do this to be aggressive in a traffic jam. Not so the Indians. Were calmly drinking tea breaks in the rain, play cards and gossip. Very very funny I find Indians to the gift of making everything a business. An Indian truck drivers had the goods (Kekse, Brot usw.) fuer einen Supermarkt geladen. Als er merkte, dass die Leute um ihn herum hungrig wurden, oeffnete er seinen Laster und verkaufte die Gueter zu astronomischen Preisen. Je weniger es wurde, desto hoeher wurde der Preis. ier konnte man wirtschaftliche Theorie live erleben. Auf dem Weg nach Hause sahen wir dann die Ausmasse der Regenfaelle: viele Ortschaften standen einen oder mehrere Meter hoch unter Wasser. Zum Glueck Kundapur nicht.Als wir endlich zu Hause ankamen machte ich drei Kreuze, nach 27 Stunden Bus.

Heute und morgen habe ich schulfrei, weil es zwei Tage lang Pruefungen gibt. Mein indien Aufenthalt neigt sich auch schon langsam dem Ende entgegen, am 24. August werde ich schon wieder in Deutschland sein. Aus meinen urspruenglichen 3 months have been just under 2, because my studies now on 2 September starts. Who does not know it, I will study at the WHU, which took me ueberrashcender way in Vallendar, where my dear father I already searched an apartment and found.

will post again before my return but in any case.

Greetings from further away your

Felix