Friends, at last.

Upon stumbling back to their (plain) Hampi room Billy decided it would be a good idea to perform a cover of Django Spears "No Limit' with the seed pod and the nose flute. He had always said that it was a one man band.
No Limit by Billy Barrington

Across from Hampi is the little village, or hamlet (does India do hamlets?) of Viru-thingy thing. The not-so-daring duo got the motor boat across in search of beer (Hampi is a dry town). They found cows. Lots of them.

Cowbells by Billy Barrington

After trying to acquire a goat for travel purposes they settled on a scooter. Unluckily no proof of a driving license was necessary. This enabled Billy to drive a scooter in India, his first motorised vehicle since the ride on lawn mower accident of 2006 (?). What was India thinking?

With Lindsey becoming nervous as Billy sped carefree across the Indian countryside the scooter was stopped. Where were they? and where were they going? It was then that Sammit and Manish appeared over the horizon, bathed in sunlight. The 'guys' (as they would become known) led the lost pair to the reservoir where they swam and made merry. Manish was the devil incarna....sorry, that should read, Investment Banker, recently resigned and Sammit was a cinematic auteur who, for a living, makes occasional adverts for Mcdonalds. They are both brilliant 'guys' and you should meet them, here, meet them....

Sammit and Manish by Billy Barrington

and our boatman

pineapple boat man by Billy Barrington