This as far west as we go; another foggy start to the day; my cold slightly better. Met by Dhaniram, our local guide for the day. Short of cash, ATM was the first port of call. Took advantage (whilst Ursi was milking the ATM dry) of taking a few photos of locals getting ready for the start of day. Loaded with all that cash, our next port of call was to an entry free Man made Gadisar Lake. Said my prayer 🙏, donated some money and the Guru said a prayer and pasted the holy orange paste on my forehead. Happy days.
Next up, to the Fort that towers over the town. The walls inside the Jain temples in the Fort are the best works of craftsmanship with intricate patterns and fine eye to detail seen to date. Apparently, it’s the only inhibited Fort in Rajasthan. Our guide tells us that 60% of Fort population are Brahmins with 40% military.
Came across a very odd couple living there, running a B&B and a cafe. He a middle aged local and she a Norwegian. Bless his heart, he brewed me a heavily spiced tea with lots of ginger, a remedy for my cold. Sure enough, it went someway to doing just that.
After a much needed short nap back at the hotel still feeling the effects of the cold, we went off to the sandy desert for camel ride to watch the sunset. Who said romance was dead? Ursi’s camel was called Michael Jackson ( no he didn’t have a glove on) mine was just plain Daisy. A first for both of us, it was much more comfortable than the elephant ride in Jaipur.
Watched a lovely sunset in total isolation surrounded by sand dunes in the chill of the early evening. A splendid day came to an end having dinner in the chill of the night, watching a local song and dance group performance.
Next up, to the Fort that towers over the town. The walls inside the Jain temples in the Fort are the best works of craftsmanship with intricate patterns and fine eye to detail seen to date. Apparently, it’s the only inhibited Fort in Rajasthan. Our guide tells us that 60% of Fort population are Brahmins with 40% military.
Came across a very odd couple living there, running a B&B and a cafe. He a middle aged local and she a Norwegian. Bless his heart, he brewed me a heavily spiced tea with lots of ginger, a remedy for my cold. Sure enough, it went someway to doing just that.
After a much needed short nap back at the hotel still feeling the effects of the cold, we went off to the sandy desert for camel ride to watch the sunset. Who said romance was dead? Ursi’s camel was called Michael Jackson ( no he didn’t have a glove on) mine was just plain Daisy. A first for both of us, it was much more comfortable than the elephant ride in Jaipur.
Watched a lovely sunset in total isolation surrounded by sand dunes in the chill of the early evening. A splendid day came to an end having dinner in the chill of the night, watching a local song and dance group performance.
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