Yaba Daba Doo
Arriving in Hampi was like going back in time to the stone ages. With boulders filling the small town it was like nothing I have ever seen before. The amount and sizes of rocks which were scattered throughout made me constantly question ‘How the hell this they end up like this? Where did they all come from? How did this happen?’. There were places where rocks were just casually staked upon each other which makes it look like the slight push of the finger could send the top one tumbling down. Read more [...]