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Kindergarden kaleidoscope called Karnataka (Part 1) - Halebidu & Belur

You know what I meant when I said you get confused in cities. Even getting your vehicle certified for pollution seems dangerous when you such a car calling you to get your PUC paper.

Crossing the street is not only confusing, it is DANGEROUS!

I start looking for driving out, driving on long stretch of roads. I start craving for my view of road, my view of passing towns, villages, cities. Philosophically I get connected to my reason of living when I see passing views passing with time as I drive by. It resembles my time in the world. As I live in a life like a traveller, I can feel the same freedom when I see villagers buying things on the road, someone waiting for a bus for hours, a crow crosses the road, a cow looks at you munching whatever she got.
Well, that crave ultimately got a chance. We have decided to go to Karnataka.We will be seeing many old temples, jungle and ocean. It ill be a combination of history, culture, food, architecture and nature.

We started on 15th March, the day our daughter Brishti had her last exam. We started at 1:30 pm and reached Kolhapur by 7:30 pm while wasted 30 minutes in Thane traffic only.
We have decided that we will keep our route and stop floating, flexible and situation based. We got a a hotel by the side of highway within 15 minutes. We get to know locals and experience more in our free trips.

We start next day at 6 am from the hotel, next destination in Halebidu town, some 550 km away.
I started feeling free again as the scene started looking like a long journey one. We had been through this stretch of AH47 highway when we did our Vadodara-Kanyakumari trip.

You start feeling free when you see such restaurants by the roadside. The colourful bottles of cold drinks, Oily walls with bright colours having spots of dirt.


I stop for local food in small restaurants than those big ones, I get human connection free alongwith food.












































































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