To truly experience India you need to experience Indian railways! This is well known popularly held belief around the world. Armed with this thought my last day in India was not going to be one of sadness at leaving, but one filled with excitement at having a six hour rail journey ahead of me across the vast desert expanse between Ajmer and Delhi aboard the famed Shatabi Express. Continue reading
Dawn broke on yet another amazing day in India. We awoke in our opulent room at the very top of Kuchaman Fort and opened the small wooden shutters to reveal the world below. A world of smells and noises rising up the steep rocky crags adorning the hill on top of which we were perched. The heat wafted in through the windows as if standing behind a coach exhaust in a crowded bus station. The candle which had been our saviour throughout the blackouts of the night previously had now whittled its way down to nothing more than a small waxy stub.
We rose, shook the cobwebs out of our bodies then showered and made our way down the winding steeply cobbled path to breakfast. Today would find us making our way down from our lofty heights to the dusty town below where the sands of the desert did their best to invade and encroach on all things man-made. Continue reading
The day started with a quick stop off at the Hawa Mahal or otherwise known as the “Palace of Winds”. Built in 1799 it has become an icon of the pink city of Jaipur. At five stories high but just one story deep it has a strange appearance being built for the sole reason to enable the ladies of the harem to watch unnoticed the crazy street scenes below on the busy and feverish Sireh Deori Bazaar. Continue reading
Jaipur is one of the foremost tourist attractions in India because of its superlative forts, grandiose palaces, vivacious temples, multicolored bazaars, pulsating streets, and its distinguished pink color to which the city owes its oft-used name “The Pink City“. Continue reading