Friday, October 7, 2011
Into the Wild...
Nandi Hills
The last place I ventured to outside of Bangalore was this place called Nandi Hills… It’s about 60km north of Bangalore and a 2 and a half hour bus ride. I heard the bus left at 830am, key word being heard, nothing here is for sure. The bus station is about an hour away, I woke up rather early to catch a hold-on-for-your-life(aka: auto-rickshaw) to reach the station by 8… I did, and after asking about 5 people who are supposedly working at the bus station where the bus to Nandi Hills was and receiving a myriad of arm motions and un-assuring grumbles, I was finally told it was in the other side of the lot. Off I go. I meandered over there and ended up finding myself in the same situation again. I asked the first guy who was checking people for bombs (?) Who knows, this is really funny actually, there are ALWAYS people with a type of metal-detector-wand… yet, they always are waving them and sure enough they beep, but nothing ever happens! I have not once seen anyone be checked more thoroughly... I don’t know if it’s all a big show, or if they are looking for things other than metal, whatever it is, it’s pretty pointless and a tad humorous to observe. Anyway, this guy told me to go talk to some other guy, and this other guy, told me to go talk to these bus drivers standing in a circle. I felt like a pin-ball. I talked to them, and they tell me the bus already left, and the next one is in 2 hours… a sullen feeling came over momentarily… and then approximately 20 seconds later one of them points at a bus and says oh Nandi Hills?! I say yes, Nandi Hills! He points to the closest bus and says "it's right there!" I am relieved, but a bit confused all the same, so I climb aboard and sure enough, it was going to Nandi Hills! Off I went…
The ride was a long one but a very cool experience because I left the city section of Bangalore and started heading into really rural areas of India that lie just outside of the city centre. Lots of animals and greenery. I chatted with the bus driver (who enjoys pushing the bus to death-defying limits on the endless sets of sharp turns)... I saw Nandi Hills shooting up in the skyline about 20 minutes before we arrived, and it was awesome...
I kept imaging myself climbing the face and enjoying the trek. This is when I found out that the bus drove up almost the entire hill, it left only a 2km hike to the top, a bit of a let down as I geared up for a real trek! Alas… the first thing I saw were tons of monkeys!! They were everywhere! I knew a good day awaited... It was so nice to be surrounded by Nature on top of a mountain. The air was crisp and fresh. To start the journey, there is a crossroad where most people follow a road that leads to the top of the mountain, I decided it would be more fun to rough it the other direction through the woods, as I had intended on hiking! I brushed my way through the trees and bushes (keep in mind that this is an old palace/fort) and I ended up finding an old stone fort wall that lines the mountain! I followed that for a while and stumbled upon some old cool steps that were growing...
...and then an opening seemingly popped out of no where and the most incredible view was exposed!
... I continued wandering for a bit along the wall, and heard that definitive sound that belongs to none other than a rattle snake! Before I could think I had already turned around and started running the opposite direction, I kept this up until I felt I was well out of reach… I soon managed to find my way to the top of the hill where the palace/house type deal was. It was something else, I saw monkeys sitting and playing with dogs...
.. I continued taking pictures of the flowers and animals
... and then someone saw me taking interest in the flora and started talking to me. He was the stereotypical hearty Indian and we had good conversation, it turns out he was the owner of the house and was in a process of restoring it and planting flowers everywhere. We talked about the monkeys and dogs for a bit and he was saying that they are friends because they grew up together. Then he started to feed a monkey a biscuit and I proceeded to watch in astonishment. When he was done I asked if I could have a biscuit to feed the monkey. He inquired further, "are you hungry? I brought biscuits from Bangalore you can have." and I said "no no, I just want to feed the monkey, can I feed the monkey?" he said "oh! no no no!" and I tried to clear it up, "Can I have a biscuit to feed the monkey... "and he yelled 'biscuits!' and next thing I know his workers ran outside with two large boxes of biscuits, and I’m thinking, does he still not understand me? I only take one and then make the motions like I’m going to feed the monkey, and he was like “oh, you want to feed the monkey? Here, I'll take a picture." It was a terribly confusing exchange granted his English was fairly good otherwise, but I ended up getting a biscuit and a picture feeding the monkey
...it was surreal! Monkeys are like people. I've heard it, i've thought it, i've considered it, i've not considered it --- but I have never before experienced interaction with a monkey, it is really surreal, surreal is the only word that fits at the moment… they are intelligent and alive, an ethereal consciousness... you can see it and feel it... After that he offered me tea and I gladly accepted. We spoke a bit about photography and he showed me some of the pictures he was taking around the place. Then abruptly, some workers came in to ask for architecture plans, he went through the files on his desk, pulled out a folder and handed it to them. Then out of no where he says sharply "DON'T MOVE" ... and I am thinking like whoa whoa what's going on here?! then the others say "STAY STILL" ... and before I proceed to bust out my ninja moves --- I see what they are focused on --- an area of the table about 2 feet away from me, something fell out of the plans while he was handing them over...
Ha! I immediately sprung up and then snapped a picture of the Scorpion, I thought it was hilarious, two items, both can kill - one slow and one fast! Close call... After I was done hanging out there I headed out, and I pulled out some trail mix I brought. Almost instantaneously a monkey came galloping at me! I thought, "aw shit! here it goes! I'm about to be mauled by a monkey army..." He stopped right at my feet and stared at me. I thought for a bit and then decided I would deceive the monkey by throwing some of the nuts I had about 10 feet away, completely thinking that the monkey would go get them like a dog would and it would give me time to make my get-away. Much to my dismay, the monkey simply turned his head to where I threw the nuts, and then looked back at me with an expression of “why the hell did you just throw those, you idiot?! … we could have eaten them!” it was absolutely hilarious and I was honestly a little in shock. So, I ate some nuts, and then handed him some. He didn't much like walnuts, but then neither do I! Pistachios were his favorite, he'd open the shell with his teeth, eat the nut, and then throw the shells. This went on for quit
e a while and I thought we had built a bond, so I let my guard down a bit... and BOOM!
The little bastard strikes... but it's okay, we had eaten most the bag already (that is what I am telling myself, at least).
It was an all around humorous day. I am sure that more adventures lie ahead --- In fact, I recently found out that the Doctor who is going to help me recruit my patients for my research here is on leave for 10 days. Which means... I have 10 free days to roam India!