It was the second day at the top of Monkey Temple that I realised that Hampi was the most beautiful place that I had ever been. It was as if bits of the world had collided together: the dry, huge boulders of the northern plains of Kenya, the palm trees of the Maldives, the banana trees of St Lucia and the river straight from the foothills of the Himalaya in Nepal. The terrain looked both haphazard yet perfectly planned, a testament to the great artist, to Mother Nature herself.



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