Cleanliness is essential when Godliness is improbable.
To respond to violence with violence is to darken a sky already devoid of stars.
So we finally arrive in Jaipur, I am eager to spot the Palace of the Winds and visit the Amber fort, but the weather has turned against us again! Thick fog rolls in and dismal greyness descends.
Plus a local dignitary has passed away meaning pretty much everywhere is closed!
But later on it gets brighter and we visit the city palace complete with its beautiful ornate Peacock gate.
Here’s the guard outside another ornate one.
And here are a few snaps from the Amber Fort which was closed due to the funeral of the aforementioned VIP.
There’s yet more pics of food too!
So we rolled onwards to Jaipur via Pushkar, home of the legendary camel fairs and Ajmer.
No fair on in Pushkar sadly when we were there, but we still spotted a few brightly coloured specimens!!!
Pushkar means Blue Lotus in Sanskrit and is a sacred town for Hindus, situated 11 kms to the North-West of Ajmer.
Hindus believe that the gods released a swan with a lotus in its beak and let it fall on earth where Brahma would perform a grand yagna.The place where the lotus fell was called Pushkar.
Delicate blue temples line the hillsides down the the ghats where devotees bathe, watched by the cheeky monkeys that line the streets and swing from every house.
A cheeky monkey watches us from his perch on a bleached out wall.
There are also fantastic, colourful markets to be seen (you may have spotted a favourite photographic theme of mine – piles of produce!!)
This mobile onion seller gives us a cheeky look and every where you look there are tiny, colourful details to be captivated by. India really is a photographic treat.
After getting snap happy with the food we were off again – Jaipur here we come!!!
On route to Jodphur we visited Ranakpur, an ornately carved Jain temple. Over 1444 marble pillars, carved in exquisite detail, support the temple.
The pillars are all differently carved and no two pillars are the same.
Then onwards we trundled, me, Neil and our ever cheerful driver. Towards Jodphur the blue city and the epic Mehrangarh Fort that overlooks the city.
The fort is situated 400 feet (122 m) above the city and is enclosed by imposing thick walls. Here’s the view of the city sprawling below.
In the centre of Jodphur is the Clock Tower and Sardar Market.
It is a bustling, polluted, frenetic place full of sprawling alleyways and market stalls piled high with every possible item alongside a plethora of skilled craftspeople including this woman weaving baskets.
Flattening yourself against the wall in order to avoid being run over by tuc tucs is inevitable, being curiously stared at by shoppers is another.
Neil braved the mobile crisp cart, where the seller digs his scoop into a mountain of crisps, pops them in newspaper and shakes some spices over them. Here he is serving them up!
Here’s just a taste of the colours and sights of the markets. They really are a must to get a real flavour of the way people go about their everyday lives.
It’s noisy and very polluted though, I got a chest infection while here, not very nice!!
We spent New Year’s Eve at a home stay in Jodhpur and spent the night cowering in fear as fireworks displays, more like missile bombardment, rain over head.
While in Jodhpur we spent New Years day on a trek into the Thar desert.
Here we met members of the Bishnoi tribe, visited a pottery yard and spent time with a local family. Here’s some of the adorable kids at the potters yard.
Here’s one of the tribal elders taking his camels out for the day!
All in all another fantastic experience, but time moves onward and we had to be off to our next destination Jaipur via Pushkar/Ajmer!!!
So off we headed on the epic car journey from Delhi to Udiapur, stopping overnight in Jaipur where we would return to later.
We finally arrived, 26 hours later, just in time for sunset over the lake City of Udiapur.
Throwing our stuff into our gorgeous room at the Hibiscus guest house which is a stones throw from the beautiful lake views of the city palace and magnificent lake palace, we headed out to take some snaps of the setting sun.
It truly is an incredible place. Bustling, compact, crazy. We only wished we could stay longer.
As the sun shed its last glowing golden light over the serene city place we could relax for the first time!!!
Udiapur is full of the most amazing art work covering every wall, while sacred cows meander the streets and ancient motorbikes lean against every building.
Here I am with the lake palace in the distance and some nosy locals checking us out!!
Even though the journey to get here was hair raising, full of honking horns, thick fog and horrific roadworks, it was worth every minute.
We have the most AMAZING peanut curry on the roof of our lovely accommodation, lazing in cushion filled paradise – absolutely stunning, we had the most amazing stay.
The second day started off with a whistle stop tour of the gorgeous Jain temple in the town centre.
These colourful ladies are making floral garlands for worshippers to drape over the many Gods. If, as I discover, you accidently wear the garland first, then you can’t use it as an offering . .
I get some spiritual advice from this impressive looking gentleman who dispenses advice and words of wisdom – albeit in language I do not speak 🙂
This is followed by a browse around the City Place museum full of stunning stained glass and detailed wall art.
The museum is housed within the iconic, 450 year old palace, the former abode of the rulers of Mewar.
Then it’s back in the car and on route to Jodphur, the blue city.
Here’s even more colourful market traders in Old Delhi
We stumble across these beautiful ornate doors in one of the small back allies.
Carrying on our second day in Dehli we headed to India Gate, the memorial which commemorates the 90,000 soldiers of the British Indian Army who lost their lives while fighting for the British Raj in World War 1.
Clustered around the monument were people selling all sorts of things from flutes to ice creams, hot nuts to fluffy pom poms!
I loved the battered old tuc tucs they used as ice cream vans and below is the result of a day walking in Delhi in flip flips..
We were now meant to continue our journey across Rajasthan via an over night train to Udiapur taking 12 hours.
Alas this was not to be due to ongoing protests. People had ripped up train lines and were sleeping on the railway tracks. So became the epic 26 hour car journey cross country. . .
While I am on the topic of travel, I was fortunate enough to do some travelling in India earlier this year.
For my first ever experience of this country I decided to set us a punishing itinerary covering a huge swathe of Rajasthan then dipping into Kerela.
Flying into Delhi in December, we were head first into one of the wettest, coldest months they’d had for a few years – typical!
Here’s a wet exploration of Humayun’s tomb complex
Some of the hundreds of school kids who mobbed me to shake my hand and say hello. Felt like a minor celeb being papped albeit only for the novelty of my lily white flesh.
We were shown the frenetic sights of Delhi courtesy of a tour arranged by Delhi Magic – a fantastic company who I can’t recommend enough.
From the serene yet damp surroundings of Humayans Tomb to the packed streets of Old Delhi, we were literally head first into a maze of colours, smells and sensations that were completely bewildering, frustrating at times but always incredible.
Rickety transport and a rather dubious looking medical facility . . .
Tasty food at Pindis where we learnt our first lesson – while samosas and bhajis might be small side dishes at home, when you order them in Delhi you literally get a platter full of each . . . no wonder they looked at us a little askance!
On our second day our assured little guide took us on the metro, whizzed us round temples and mosques.
We encountered lots of interesting characters including this gentleman taking it easy and the pensive young woman framed by an ornate window.
Then we ordered our first ever proper Indian Thali at Haldiram’s in Delhi. Very tasty!! (Apart from the dessert which was so perfumed it was like eating toilet cleaner!! – Not to my taste)
We visit a communal kitchen at a Sikh temple in the heart of the city where they feed 100s of people every day. This woman looks suitable frazzled by the task at hand!
Next up were the amazing markets, full of hustle and bustle, food and socialising, take a look at some of the street food – fab!
So having very nearly successfully completed on the sale of my lil house I am looking forward to a culture packed break in one of my favourite countries – Italy.
Flying into Pisa to do the obligatory tourist shot of the tower then heading off for the delights of the Cinque Terre for fours days before checking out Florence.
Here’s Riomaggiore in the Cinque Terre where we’ll be staying for a few days and having some days hiking!!!!
I love Italy, already seen Rome and Venice, both of which are stunningly beautiful in their own different ways.
Rome is just jam packed full of art, architecture and pizza while Venice gradually and glamorously decays away in regal splendour.
Can’t wait to see how this holiday stacks up in comparison. 🙂