The Pink City

Trip Start Jan 19, 2012
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Trip End Jul 08, 2012


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Flag of India  , Rajasthan,
Monday, January 23, 2012

After the Taj Mahal yesterday, Jaipur has a lot to live up to. We travelled by local bus for 6 hours to reach the city. Surprisingly the journey went very quickly. I made a couple of attempts at reading the history chapters of my guidebook but somehow found that other pastimes such as chatting, sleeping, and even staring out of the window at piles of drying cow pats were more compelling (apparently Indian people use it for fuel in case you are wondering).

We arrived at the Jaipur Inn mid afternoon. We rotated roomates as Katharine was ill yesterday. It looks like each of us single travellers will get a few nights in our own room which is a welcome bonus! Unfortunately I ended up with the camp bed as the hotel has run out of twin rooms- not quite such a welcome bonus! The lord giveth and the lord taketh away- HAHA In the end it was actually quite a comfortable camp bed, by Indian standards. I really miss my memory foam mattress topper back at home though and think I should have weaned myself off of pillows before I came away because one pillow is standard here and isn't quite cutting it! The room was very pretty- shabby chic as my Aunty Ann would say.

I ordered my first tuna sandwich of the trip and we all ate on the rooftop bar. It turned out to be ok, though Indian mayonnaise is very orange. The sun was out!! Woooo hooo!! In the afternoon we took tuk tuks to Hawa Mahal in the Pink City (the walls surrounding the city are painted pink). Pink is the colour of welcome in India. Gopi, our driver was a bit of a legend and asked us all if we were married and showed us his book of testimonials to prove his tuk tuking prowess. Starting to enjoy the banter with the locals and Jaipur in particular has a really good vibe.

We were taken on a walking tour of the city by Ruby and then jumped into cycle rickshaws to go to dinner. On route to the restaurant our driver went over some massive potholes and on one occasion the rickshaw almost tipped over. I don't think I will be getting in one of those again, they are not built for tall people! Ruby's rickshaw was slower to arrive and it turn out that her rickshaw actually broke on the way- I think we were lucky.

I was really tempted to opt for fish and chips at dinner but when I spotted chicken karahi I decided on that as it is my favourite dish at home. It didn't disappoint, though it was a little bit spicier than I am used to. We grabbed tuk tuks back to the hotel. Exhausted again!
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