Today was the day for the local breakfast. Yummm piping hot jalebi’s and kachori’s with subzi on the roadside. Both of us hogged like … well hogs!
Before we set out on NH 11 towards Jaipur. Uneventful drive on bad roads apart from a local cop somewhere close to Jaipur wanted to book me in (read get his morning dose of money) for not wearing a seat belt when I asked him for directions to Jaipur town. The proverbial finger was shown to him and we went on our way.
By the way, the roads do get better as you approach Rajasthan. So does the landscape around you, looks of people, the accent in the Hindi they speak, the tone (which is warm, friendly and helpful) and of course a whiff of chilli pakodas on the highway dhabas…
Jaipur the Pink City is dirty pink. And its chaotic and choc a bloc with traffic. Of course if we had more time in hand and planned to stay here much in advance we would’ve stayed to see the couple of forts around… but this time it was meant for a drive through only… the single stop was to pick up the chilly pakodas which were the most amazing ones I’ve had in a long time.
Jaipur – Pushkar a most boring drive. Decent roads, a few detours and we were in the village which housed the only temple of the god of creation Bramha.
The very entry into this town gives a calm serene feeling. Nestled amidst the aravali hills and the starting point of the Thar dessert, this place was out of the world. The New Park Hotel was further out of this world right at the foot hills. Breathtaking views and amazingly calm.
After a quick refresh and lucky sourcing of a friendly guide. What we saw around town, the ghats, the sunset, the dessert, the Sanskrit school, the Temple, the Israelis, The trippers, Blues café..
We had a live show to boot.
what was this mix? A paradise for the worshippers and trippers alike? An evening walk into the dessert sands with the chill coming down was felt invigorating. The first experience of drastic temperature rises and falls begins…
Just footnote. Whoever said drinking, smoking and intoxication is prohibited was bullshitting! You get it all. Just ask your hotel bell boy!
Crash out for next morning’s trip to Jodhpur. Long and eventful day. Great places visited. For the pictures click here.
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Who are u ...what u r.....mam ki kora cho guru...kotler punch with micheal dell with a slash of Pico Iyer......tahole ...where r u going to drive....dada inform Sonny Mehta and sent this travelogue to get opublisgh at NYT ot NY.......sheer turn on ajitbabu
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