19.02.2015 - 22.02.2015
…So here we are….finally in India…and yes, it is everything what we expected…but even more! It s loud, it s dirty, it s wild, it s pushing and sweaty, it s without ashame and still it s pretty and tasty and just so colourful and leaves you breathless. After a long flight from New York we arrived at Jaipur airport at 4 in the morning…just to find out that the Immigration process would probably take just as long as to get a visa back home. We filled out 674364739 thousand forms and then jumped into the bunch of taxi and tuck tuck drivers that all have “the very best accommodation” for you. The radio taxi driver at least dropped us off where we wanted (not withouht offering his car for the next day). Luckily we got into our hostel and could catch up on some sleep….which was well needed when we hit town later on around lunchtime. Tucktucks everywhere and after ten people screaming “yes sir, Yes sir” we decided to grab a tucktuck to get into town. With a bit of haggling we came down to a good (well at least for us) price which was probably someones daily wage and were dropped off right in Jaipur oh so famous Pink City. The Pink isn t actually Pink, but still pretty and it s probably the busiest place that we ve seen in the last months.There s Bazaars everywhere. Sari shops, jewellery, shoes and whatever you fancy. Plus there s a hundred pairs of eyes on us…well particularly on me (Catha)…doing the best outstaring that s possible. It feels very weird at first and as it s mostly men in the streets during day time it s something that you just have to ignore and try not to come close to you…but sometimes it gets rather annoying. We managed a good little walk around and got caught into the typical tourist traps even with knowing about them. You ll obviously get the best view of something when there s a nice balcony with some pretty silver shops behind and it s quite interesting that every second guy here has a very good friend or a girlfriend in England. (not that I want to doubt the amout of Indians in the uk…)…PLUS a Jewellery shop! To give them credit their language skills and map knowledge cleary isn t too bad!!). We became quite good with refusing and NOs….obviously after getting the nice balcony view…until one of them managed to throw all his glittery stuff in front of me. Ending up with a promised Topas for the price of a chewing gum ring we happily ended our little tour and tried walking back to the hostel. Lesson for today: you ll get lost even with a street map…lesson two…as much as everyone says tucktuck drivers are bad…the can be a life saver. Still jetlagged we quickly went to dreamland that night. Being greeted by the sun on a rooftop terrace with a hot chai tea in the morning defo made a tiny difference to freezing cold NYC and we decided to chill a bit and only go out to Amber Fort in the afternoon. When we got there an Elephant ride up to the top seemed like an amazing idea and soon we saw one that waved us down the road for a km….to then tell us that we would ride around in a forest for a little bit. What a joke…and what a walk….next lesson learned….never trust anyone before exactly asking whats happening. At least without any money loss we trotted back and up to the Fort. It s a stunning huge building that stretches out over square km and provides some great views and a lovely sunset. Also we provided some great pics for some Indians including having random childen in our arms and were invited to a little birthday cake session including getting some cake stuffed right into our faces (they love a good celebration here). On the way back we stopped at Jal Mahal for the rest of the sunset. It s a weird place….a palace in the middle of a shimmering lake that s just pretty. The bus back was a bit of a long story …to cut it short with a few too many “accidentaly” arm grabbing and others but it was cheap and we came back after a good day. Now we re ready for bed and for the first Indian bus to Pushkar tomorrow…lets see what we get.