24/04/2010 – 30/04/2010

This is a recap of the uneventful events over the past week.

Because right now I am reaching in to mum and dads pockets, I spent the past week not spending much money by chilling on the beach sleeping or reading.

I would eat talis most days where I would stuff my stomach with free chapattis that came with it.

To save a little bit of money I pitched my tent on the roof of Bombay GH where I often woke to unusual situations, well not unusual for India, for example the other morning whilst I was sleeping outside my tent I awoke to two monkeys, curious to what I was, pulling the sheet that I was sleeping under before snarling at me and running away. It was quite the ordeal so the following day as I slept outside my tent I kept my knife beside me.

Yesterday morning I woke to an unusual humming noise that was coming from just outside my tent, afraid as it could have been a bunch of monkeys ready to rape me I peeked through the fly net on the roof of my tent to find a Japanese couple humming to their yoga putting them into positions ive only seen on the exorcist. The rooftop is huge, why they chose a spot right next to me baffles me.

I met some Danish earlier in the week where I was invited to join them to the second waterfall on the east side of the river, it was a decent walk away and the waterfall was nice but the highlight was when we found a small village close to the top of the mountain where Karin (wicked chick and stunningly hot but the girlfriend of Yan) gave out ice creams to all the village people, the kids of the village were more than happy and we got free chai from it too.

The waterfall on the west side of the river costing rs30 I went to on 2 more occasions with people who I met at the guesthouse, 2 norwegian guys (Borgar and Aspen) nice guys I hung out with for the last few days in Rishakesh.

Whilst on one of the walks up to the waterfall I bumped into an older English couple I met in Qui Nhon in Vietnam about 5 months ago, I filled them in on the rest of the cycle trip through the country and shared stories of our experiences, its great to bump into old friends and catch up.

Rishakesh is quite a hippy place, with most westerner participating with ashrams and taking part in Yoga and meditating courses, walking the streets you often run into hippys that are extreme that have spent too much time in India. For example, this American guy who uses tea strainers connected for use as sun glasses, I spoke to him for a while and like most of the hippies you meet in India started talking energies and auras, making me lose interest. The make-shift glasses made passing by people interested, if not laugh but you know what ever tickles your fancy.