Here comes the mud

Trip Start Jul 25, 2011
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Trip End Sep 01, 2011


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Flag of India  , Rajasthan,
Saturday, August 13, 2011

Tonnara is an Italian term for a fishing tecnique used in Sicily until a few decades ago. Tunafish would be captured by channelling them through a tunnel built inside the fishing ships and slaughtered using spikes and sticks.

This is somehow how it feels like here, but once you get past the madness it's quite a beautiful place.

In the morning after struggling to find a working ATM (don't get out without money since it's unlikely you"ll get help for free), I found myself right into the middle or another heavy rainfall- this time with a rainjacket!
Time to explore the markets of the Inner Old City gates heading to the main sites. Mud, cars, screaming, rain, a homeless girl of about six years of age picking up a dead chicken splattered by a car and covered in mud... alright let's turn back and wait for the end of the rain

Cross the street *beeep beep beeeeeeep beeeeeeeep beeeeeeeeep honk honk mooooo moooo beeeeep* run into the first McDonald's you can find. Not really in the mood for chicken, yuck.
 
The foreigners welcome you with a "oh, you are into this as well" half-smile, half-mask of death and despair.
Local Indians welcome you with the "wow you have three eyes" face, nothing new. 
 
Order a Paneer that will later cause you blood diarrhea.
  
Regroup your thoughts, find the "good" entrance to the Old City and have a delicious Lassi on the way to the Singh gate. Delicious and served in a clay cone that you can carry home for just 30 rupees. Woo.

Cross the gate and walk past beautiful marble statues of every Indian god and goddess imaginable. You finally reached the magnificent Hawa Mahal, with its beautiful yellow and pink colours, its windows revealing new unexpected views of the city and thousands of angles for your best pictures ever. See the stunning Nahargarh topping the mountains. Leave the area happy as a child and get to the Royal Palace, an exquisitely decorated complex of gardens and courtyards, decorated by lush and opulent pieces of art. Even the open air chandeliers are of the best quality ever seen, and the internal museum that hosts the last remnants of the age of the maharajahs, from clothing to fans made in gold, silk and peacock feathers.
 

Hey it's been a good day so far. It almost feels like a holiday. 

 
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