What stupid hippie trip to Hampi, India would be complete without the renting of motorbikes for only $3.00 and paying three times the valid cost for more gasoline than you could ever use in a day?
It was somehow way more safe and fun than motorbikin' in Thailand, because we could afford two bikes and also because there was no traffic save for a few stubborn cows in the road. Nothing like the open road and the wind in my buns. (I had my hair in buns, pervert.) Some of the sights: