Hampi is a UNESCO World Heritage Site in Karnataka, India. It is a huge site with incredible ancient temples and many historic buildings. Hampi was the capital of the Vijayanagara Empire and is thought to date back to AD 1336-1570. (source)
A travel blog on arrival in Hampi, finding a hotel, touring the ruins and travelling on from Hampi to Goa. Post 3 of our adventure in India, day 7 or 8-ish. I last posted from the relative luxury of a 2nd class AC sleeper train, just starting the 13 hour journey from Chennai to Hospet and Hampi. Hospet is on the rail line, the ancient, and huge city of Hampi is around 10 Km from the town of Hospet.
The landscapes of Hampi can be just as interesting as the many ruins.
On this journey we took the train from Chennai to Hospet for Hampi. We stayed overnight in Hospet and visited the ruins of Hampi from there. We then took the train on to Goa from Hospet. You can also book a bus or take a car on to Goa from Hampi. Look at all transport options here.
Today you can arrange a tour of Hampi from Hospet or Hosapete with a guide and air-conditioned vehicle. That air conditioning will be your best friend on this huge day out. Find out more about this Hampi tour here.
You can book or see your options for the trains, bus, or car, using our widgets or this link. We took the train to Madgaon, in Goa. The closest beach was Colva, so we spent a night there before heading south. You could journey on to north or south Goa from Madgaon. You can change the destination within Goa and see what options are available. Compare timetables, costs, and journey times, from here.
The rest of this blog post covers the story of our journey to and from Hampi, and our experience of touring the ancient city, with farly young kids as part of our almost 7 years long gap year. With more photos of Hampi, of course.
More wonders of Hampi, as you explore by car and on foot. A juggernaut or chariot inside the Hampi ruins.
You can save these photos to Pinterest, if you hover a red button will appear.
The train journey from Chennai to Hampi started well, everyone was happy and well-fed, enjoying biscuits and food brought to our seats by vendors. At every station they hop on and wander up and down the carriages declaring their wares.
“Chai, Chai-a-Chai.”
“Coffee-coffee-coffee”
“Biriyani-Biriyani”
It’s one of the things I loved most about India last time we were here.
More food arriving, this time samosas, in 2nd class AC on the way to Hampi.
I hate chai, it’s filthy stuff, but the vendors’ calls are atmospheric. Coffee comes with milk and sugar from an urn and is just as bad. I suffer through caffeine deprivation constantly.
We had to get off the Hampi train (de-train, in India-rail speak) at 2 am, so we got ourselves into our clean-sheeted bunks, feet on backpacks for safety, at around 7 pm and tried to sleep.
2nd class AC gave us the luxury of a curtain to pull across the entry of our 4 berth cubicle, it didn’t really do as much as we hoped. (We have never travelled in 2nd class before, only 3rd)
Despite my best efforts to fasten the velcro, every vendor would pull the curtains open, flooding us with light. Some would even stick their heads in to gawp at the foreigners and try to sell us a biryani as a late night bed snack.
We think this only went on till around 10 pm, when James and I got some sleep. The kids slept like logs, train travel is beautifully soporific for them.
Hospet is the train station you need for Hampi.
Arriving at 2 am at Hospet, we had a strictly timetabled 2 minutes to de-train. An official came to make sure we were ready to go and left us safely on the platform. You’ve got to love that.
Rickshaw drivers waited for us outside Hospet station as expected, they sleep in their vehicles. We picked our way through the dozens of slumbering human and canine bodies to the road and told our driver which hotel we’d booked. We got there and it wasn’t great. A sauna with dirty sheets and mosquitos. I grumped and humphed and we left.
Luckily the online booking site hadn’t taken any money from us. As always, rickshaw drivers know where to go, he found us a cleaner hotel, with 3 beds and mosquito screens that almost covered the broken windows. It would do. (900 Rps, 9 pounds). The kids were their normal cheery selves, even at 2am, they really surprise me sometimes.
Touring Hampi by Rickshaw or Tuk Tuk With Driver
These rickshaw drivers are so attentive because they need your trade for the Hampi tour. It’s a big money ticket for them, a full day tour and at least 20Km. Our guy asked 20,000 Rps but agreed on 13,000 as we didn’t think the kids would be up to spending all day exploring in the heat. He would pick us up at 8.30am.
Yum! Dosa for breakfast and a coffee resembling substance (right) on the way to Hampi. All smiles.
We slept, a bit.
8am saw us leaving the hotel looking for food but our driver was ready and waiting to whisk us away to his preferred pure veg restaurant where we enjoyed dosas and a substance closely resembling coffee. Win! My first coffee since Mamallapuram, no paracetamol needed today for caffeine withdrawal.
Boo complained about Indian food for breakfast. He is always saying he doesn’t like Indian food, he does, he loves it, what he means is he wants pancakes. Well, some days pancakes just aren’t happening.
Both the kids have taken to riding shotgun in rickshaws now, Boo was the pioneer on the way to Hampi from Hospet. They LOVE it.
Off we went to Hampi, Boo riding shotgun in the front of the rickshaw, his smile back on his face. We left the busy town of Hospet, passing cows, pigs, chickens and freshly-scrubbed school children.
Women were drying cow pats on sunny walls to use for fuel and men were transporting sugar cane on heavily laden cow-carts.
We particularly liked the pink cattle below. A bad shot from a moving vehicle, but the pink is so pretty.
Driving to Hampi, superb pink cattle.
Most of the Hampi complex is free, except the big-draw elephant temple.
We spent half of the day touring the ruins (which will have a separate post) before heading back to our room and The History Channel. Most Indian hotels seem to have good cable TV, but no internet.
This hotel operated a 24 hour check in policy, a fantastic idea and one that seems quite common in India. This means that because we checked in at 3 am, we could check out at 3 am the next day. Perfect, as the train to Goa left at 6.30 am.
Hampi. Ancient city, giant adventure playground and cool wildlife. Great for kids!
From Hampi to Goa by Train
James and our driver went back to the station to book tickets for our Goa trip. 8 hours, this time in sleeper class (that’s 6 bunks per cubicle and 2 at the other side of the walkway, no windows, no curtains, no sheets, 3 fans per cubicle.
We figured that for a daytime trip the kids would cope fine with this style of carriage.
Wrong!
Boo burst into tears when he saw the dark, grimy cubicle and still-sleeping bodies. The bunks hadn’t been folded down yet and a man was occupying his. I felt like the worst mum in the world for inflicting this on him and joined him in the tears. He picked up quickly, James took him to his cubicle (we had 2 berths in 2 separate cubicles, all that was available) and played Uno with him for hours.
The kids later occupied the top berths, (which stay folded down for the whole trip, only the middle berth packs away) and happily played ninjas up there clambering from one bunk to another.
I developed the worst headache in the world (no coffee again) and felt like death the whole way despite 6 paracetamol. Plenty of food and chai kept my 3 boys going, they all adore chai, two prefer massala, one plain.
Beggars are a constant presence in sleeper class, in 2nd class AC I think officials keep them out, but in sleeper they wander through all day. The eunuchs, castrated men, amused D.
I’d already told him about India’s version of lady-boys and he was pretty pleased to meet a few in the perfumed sari-d flesh on this trip. They pass through the carriages clapping and camping and asking for money to go away.
They’re not too persistent with us Westerners and their eye and body movements are dramatic fun. Sadder for my boys was the little boy, crawling between our feet using his shirt to wipe the floor. India can be gut-wrenching.
We arrived in Goa passing down from the high country to the lush green and coconut trees, not entirely sure which station we needed to get off at. Our Hospet hotel had no wifi, despite claiming they did when we checked in, so we hadn’t been able to check and we really were a bit lost.
We took a punt on Madgaon being closest to the Southern Beaches, we know the North of Goa very well but have never been down south before and wanted to take a look. We got lucky, right station.
Closest beach to Madgaon is Colva, 10Km and 200 Rps in a rickshaw (we just asked), so that is where we went, intending to head down to long-term traveller favourite, Palolem the next day.
3 nights later, we’re still in Colva for various reasons, some great experiences, some extreme frustration and set backs. As always, very limited internet, so a very limited sort of post, I’m actually shocked by how bad the internet is here. This is my trip diary, something to remember for me and the kids. Thanks for reading. And Hi to my Dad if he’s reading, he says he does now, leave me a comment would you? Love you Dad xx
Pin this blog post for us?
Read more of our India travel blog here, part one was about adjusting, India is very different to Thailand, part 2 was about getting to Mamallapuram and breaking down in a rickshaw. We also now have a full India Travel Guide and Blog if that is your want. Best of luck with Hampi! It’s one of the harder parts of India to get to because the trains don’t serve it well and hotels are questionable, but it’s a great trip and if we managed to get from Chennai to Hospet and Hampi and from there to Goa, with kids, so can you! Travel around India makes the best stories.
We also suggest you take a look at this company to get a quote for all kinds of the more tricky adventure or extended travel insurance.
Try Stayz / VRBO for an alternative way to find rentals on homes/apartments/condos in any country!
About the author
Alyson Long
Alyson Long is a British medical scientist who jumped ship to chase dreams. A former Chief Biomedical Scientist at London's West Middlesex Hospital she started in website creation and travel writing in 2011.
Alyson is a full-time blogger and travel writer, a published author, and owns several websites. World Travel Family is the biggest.
A lifetime of wanderlust and over 6 years of full-time travel, plus a separate 12 month gap year, has given Alyson and the family some travel expert smarts to share with you on this world travel site.
Today Alyson still travels extensively to update this site and continue her mission to visit every country, but she's often at home on her farm in Australia.
Loved reading your blog. I,m from India and want to thank u for the reason that you had the courage to take the plunge (along with your family). The heart wrenching scene you experienced is pretty common sight in here, Let’s not discuss about the long-term govt policies to alleviate this. In reality, we can make their life better much faster by promoting more tourism in these areas. which you are doing.
I loved reading about your train trip
Were off to goa January and going to organise to go to HEMPI by train we have looked at organised trips .. but will look into independent traveling now .admire you traveling with children. Thanks for your blog
Loved reading this Alysun! See! You write story posts too!!
We are off to Hampi in a few weeks and I can’t find ANYWHERE on the internet that’s still available. I’m getting a bit scared now and having a meltdown. Everywhere looks a bit disgusting…
Im off to bed now for a cry and in the morning will put my big girl knicks on. If you think of anywhere you can recommend, please tell me.xx
I do, but this post gets no traffic! Thanks for the reminder to do an SEO job on it. The place we stayed was a hole, but so what? Hampi is amazing and we had a brilliant time. It’s a hard place to get to, if it wasn’t it would be over-run with tourists like Sri Lanka. Be thankful for the grot and hardships! And how do you think I feel, we’re going to Sikkim!! Not even sure I want to.
You are one intrepid traveler. The little boy on the floor would have had too much for me. I am glad you are able to take it all in. Sorry about the headaches. Are they migraines or just lack of caffeine? I take immitrex and it works quite well, but might not be easy to come by where you are-or maybe?
It’s just lack of caffeine Karen. It’s so hard to find something resembling black coffee or black tea in India. Milk in coffee or tea makes me gag and that’s how they serve it.
Hellooo …. sounds nerve-racking to me, Alyson, this trip of yours. I see you are a “sister-in-headaches”. For what it’s worth : for some reason my headaches react better on aspirin when I’m in a hot country. Costs nothing to give it a try! You can actually combine paracetamol (1gr) and aspirin (1 gr), when it’s really going tough, I take one or the other every two hours. It usually (but not always) gets me through the day. Do you know you can get cafeine-tablets?
We did sleeper-train first class in Malaysia – no vendors or beggars, and the AC worked (a bit too much). But of course, we didn’t have the colorful side of it either.
Anyway, I hope you’re enjoying Goa – it’s not on my bucket-list, but I’d love to hear more about it!
Cheers!!
You know, the more basic the train the more I enjoy the ride! If I get on a train to find glass between me and the outside world I’m terribly disappointed. Yes, Pro Plus you mean? We used to take those in university to help us stay awake. I hadn’t thought of that, good idea. But really, I just need COFFEE!
Loved reading your blog. I,m from India and want to thank u for the reason that you had the courage to take the plunge (along with your family). The heart wrenching scene you experienced is pretty common sight in here, Let’s not discuss about the long-term govt policies to alleviate this. In reality, we can make their life better much faster by promoting more tourism in these areas. which you are doing.
I loved reading about your train trip
Were off to goa January and going to organise to go to HEMPI by train we have looked at organised trips .. but will look into independent traveling now .admire you traveling with children. Thanks for your blog
Is Hempi the same as Hampi? Maybe you’re thinking of somewhere else? I’ve never seen it spelled that way before.
Loved reading this Alysun! See! You write story posts too!!
We are off to Hampi in a few weeks and I can’t find ANYWHERE on the internet that’s still available. I’m getting a bit scared now and having a meltdown. Everywhere looks a bit disgusting…
Im off to bed now for a cry and in the morning will put my big girl knicks on. If you think of anywhere you can recommend, please tell me.xx
I do, but this post gets no traffic! Thanks for the reminder to do an SEO job on it. The place we stayed was a hole, but so what? Hampi is amazing and we had a brilliant time. It’s a hard place to get to, if it wasn’t it would be over-run with tourists like Sri Lanka. Be thankful for the grot and hardships! And how do you think I feel, we’re going to Sikkim!! Not even sure I want to.
I want to do this with my boys but still not sure I and I say it again I can take the poverty..
Only one way to find out Deb! Parts of Cambodia and South Africa are the only two countries where poverty has smacked me in the face. Not India.
You are one intrepid traveler. The little boy on the floor would have had too much for me. I am glad you are able to take it all in. Sorry about the headaches. Are they migraines or just lack of caffeine? I take immitrex and it works quite well, but might not be easy to come by where you are-or maybe?
It’s just lack of caffeine Karen. It’s so hard to find something resembling black coffee or black tea in India. Milk in coffee or tea makes me gag and that’s how they serve it.
Yet again, a fantastic and honest recap of your travels.
Thanks Kym. When I grow up I want to be a travel writer.
Oh dear train trip from hell.
Hope things are going well now.
No, it was fantastic. I don’t know why you’d think that. Strange response.
Hellooo …. sounds nerve-racking to me, Alyson, this trip of yours. I see you are a “sister-in-headaches”. For what it’s worth : for some reason my headaches react better on aspirin when I’m in a hot country. Costs nothing to give it a try! You can actually combine paracetamol (1gr) and aspirin (1 gr), when it’s really going tough, I take one or the other every two hours. It usually (but not always) gets me through the day. Do you know you can get cafeine-tablets?
We did sleeper-train first class in Malaysia – no vendors or beggars, and the AC worked (a bit too much). But of course, we didn’t have the colorful side of it either.
Anyway, I hope you’re enjoying Goa – it’s not on my bucket-list, but I’d love to hear more about it!
Cheers!!
You know, the more basic the train the more I enjoy the ride! If I get on a train to find glass between me and the outside world I’m terribly disappointed. Yes, Pro Plus you mean? We used to take those in university to help us stay awake. I hadn’t thought of that, good idea. But really, I just need COFFEE!