Benares Met escape a November 13 on a sleeper train for these in which to spend the night. We passed through Agra
but had no desire to stop so that the Taj Mahal will have to wait around, so straight to Jaipur, our gateway to Rajasthan, the land of the Maharajas, forts and palaces, turbans and mustaches waxed, the desert and organized groups tourists. A land steeped in history that we were about to discover.
The Pink City (which could easily be orange) received us with open arms to keep all the money you might ..... in India, and forgive me skeptical, to the spirituality is in sale, and Jaipur is a city totally dedicated to it, speaking of the sale, not spirituality. Jaipur is the capital of trade in precious stones from India, that we had come primarily to that, so in the station tell the rickshaw to the hotel such as the type seemed pretty nice against all odds and statistics and accept travel laws that will lead us to a hotel but " shanti ", but a little calm and convince us to take evening at a friend stones wholesale sites .... which would carry a succulent commission, but everyone is entitled to make a living right?.
Total Stone buying leads most of the afternoon looking through piles of stones and dodging each and every one of the prices they gave us to get a good price ....
ended with stones and tell the guy to hotel, and with the Indian style "comoquenoteentiendoytellevodondemedalagana" for us at the factory of his friend (commission) to make clothes carpets bedspreads naturally saris and say, well, let's give it a try
ness, maybe this well see how they work, under what conditions and with what materials?. Total as another "Indian" is to have you waiting at the door of the factory (or elsewhere) and tell you that now somebody comes along and entertain for unknown reasons ($ $), 27 times wondering where you are, what's your name and if we are married (the only thing I know )..... extranha situation until you overcome your shame poor things western ay after asking a couple of times we do here?, we expect? we say that enough is enough, we're going to look at the rickshaw, which are peacefully sitting chatting in the doorway of a clothing sari fabric store blankets to the guy who got along waiting 15 minutes, which proves the duenho of Store (and manufacturing): Hello! (Who know spanish the screwed up) goes wrong!, Chai man ?..... because after waiting 20 minutes as if, do not miss the Indian morality ...
In 10 minutes we explain that we are not the type of tourists that he needed, that we do not buy and then resell it 10 times more expensive in Europe, which we think all there to it, so they throw the anger at the rickshaw and laughs and we go.
With infladitos ............ well and feeling a bit stupid and you say that the hotel, and tells us that the hotel lived a friend, who is rich, inviting us to dinner, and in a state of absolute obnuvilacion we say for the second time although they already had bundled us once. Let the garlic
I mess with precedent and I lose the case that this is very strong:
We take home the type, which again is shop, this time
bedspreads blankets fabrics saris stones silver jewelry necklaces , all at once, and we are very educated, you want dinner, veg or non veg, and good vibes. And while we're waiting for dinner to see the chief relojaco portable hair gel ..... hello Anillaco such, all right? pass my office please .... us into the office, sit, press a button, enter a type, ordered something and returns at 2 minutes with a water bottle ..... impressive display of power ! could not ask before entering?? Here's the kicker, the guy offers to carry stones Espanha by a specific value (5000 to 10000 euros) with a 100% profit .... nosotors what we should do is make them they would buy the stones with a letter (but without giving a penny), and we sent a Espanha. They will pay the return ticket and hotel in Madrid, you picked up the stones in your layer or the post office and you gave a guy in a restaurant and Alehop roll film! 10000 EurAc in your pocket and return to India .... easy right? (Now I say, if you believe in gods blue miniature bull riding elephants or mounted on rats, I'm not going to believe this?).
seemed no trick, you toward the pack, you throw stones, and stones were not drug your letter that I Hector, I declare buy 5 4 diamond ruby \u200b\u200bamethyst 3 and 7 topaz to give to my family ... . without loosing a penny .... because once had exceeded its export quota had to pay a fee of 250% of the value of the stones, then they pay you more than compensated for the ticket and give it to the Government paste (subversiooooon!!), and doeth you accounts and uncle met him, we're going to a movie until I get good dinner. Very best home cooking we've tested here and oops! I have no snuff .... majete wing hit the button and bring me a pack of snuff goes ... said and done. Do not worry, consultadlo manhana sleep on it and you tell me ok? ok, we knew that we were going to do, although there were serious doubts, but as a courtesy we told that yes, the next day gave him the answer. Day following the rickshaw going to see Al Capone and oranges to say that we have an hour wait until you hear him say male, I tell you, we will not do anything and say thank you very much and we no, it nosoros have to say, that Indian culture is very bad ..... it is very wrong ??????? AND LIE ????? And ENGANHAR?? And DEFRAUD ????????? Your gods should not be too happy fellow, but we play wait and say no.
We are left with a feeling extranha with respect to the driver, whether he was honest or a cad who took advantage of our Western guilt we feel for theoretically considered more fortunate than themselves and use it to wash off the toothpaste? ... never know ...
toured the old city of Jaipur, this time alone nospotros, acaados by vendors shouting "100 rupees Pants! Leather Cholas 50!!" That make you think, as you will be paying that l; as you do to sell this for 50 euro cents? and you? are nice, are cheap and shopping but do not eat ... as always contradictory in India is difficult to choose the correct side.
But this is not the India he was looking for, so from Jaipur to Pushkar, a sacred town on the shore of a lake (dry) but charming. A place in the middle of a desert valley dotted with watchtowers and mountains with forlezas and whose streets were full of sadhus, pilgrims, women in saris multiclores dressed remarkably like necklaces and rings piercings with a main street full of shops tourists pra clothing clothes clothing stones snuff role chilum restaurants, next to the ghats of the sacred lake, which the change was positive but the commercial whiff of Rajasthan we are not removed from the nose.
Another good point in his favor was the hotel bed with a roof terrace overlooking the city and Area Hindu temples, Jain and mosques, sunshine-filled rooftop surrounded by playing with their kites ninya you throw good Companyia hand, there we met a couple of good Mexican and half Mexican, Gaby and Alex's assistant and her architect direcion , and Maria and Strata, a honeymoon couple, other Greeks, the few that you are traveling it seems that all we know, and it is worth because they are beautiful people, Mediterranean.
Total that being comfortable we stay, rent a bike? better and so we left the village a little. Here would have to do a turning point why we are speaking of the many faces of India, and because even this follows negative feelings we want to give that feeling because it is what we have. Tanma only 20 km away from Pushkar find what we were looking at pequenyas Aldes in the middle of the desert palaces of splendor of past eras and an open and despreoupada people whose primary aim is their eagerness to learn, know and make known their mdo of life.
In one of those towns crowned by a ruined castle are an "ashram" are places where people do meditation retreats, co an amazing people ensenyar us all, temples, rooms, picture a woman who had lived there that according to step 43 Anyos them without food or drink, or so I understood from his faulty English, ol, a dl guru photo site, a blind guy who was pretty scary, and unfortunately both dead and so we could not meet them, but we had a nice time strolling through a peaceful place. A truly authentic, if not influenced by ecstasies delibertad that gives the bike and good cheer. For a goat path we thought that left the scooter, we come to a Shiva temple where we met the first sadhu on the trip, not that paint and costumes to ask for money to tourists but to those living in material possessions but with an inner peace and an energy that his eyes and relayed its flexibility despite his advanced age. We chai with him and follow the path with an invitation to spend Friday night there, a remote location and the surrounding desert with peacocks in the garden and on Saturday a party, but on Saturday we were already in Bikaner, the next stop after the first bus nuetsro night in bed, in theory to make a safari desert camel by qu ddecia the guide as an alternative to Jaisalmer which were overcrowded.
arrived at 5 in the Manyana to the city, much bigger than Puskhar, after 6 days of relaxation and a hotel nuetsro over budget, but little, and pijerio like that are not used, in an old haveli, very well decorated homes, restored and ask for safaris but did not seem very promising so we decided to at least go see a temple peculiar to 20 km during the day and night to catch the train to Jaisalmer and Safari there.
Karni Mata Temple, Kali unarencarnacion,
goddess of destruction (up there morbid at least), where rats are sacred animals, like cows, and feed san y are multiplied by thousands and walk corretendo by between people's feet, barefoot, which is a temple. A little unpleasant but quite funny. So after another night train arrives, you Jaisalmer, 5 am being awakened by a horde of Indians offering hotels and safaris. Luckily we had reservations at a place wow! and we came for. had a espanyoles on the platform, now surrounded by all that horde, and the guy from the hostel tells me that vengn told us, I'm, I'm trying to say from crying, and I hear an Indian say no if you hagis! this is all Manyana chapati give you free in the hotel! "jjajaja .. you fucking ... but finally came ..
After another bargaining comprehensive malaria decided to do the safari for about 10 euros per day all inclusive departing the next day. We spent the day touring the city and the fort. As described Jaisalmer? a twelfth-century fort built of limestone orange on a hill the color of the desert and play to the strong. Walking around the fort is retoceder in time despite the stores with spectacular carved stone havelis and hidden corners. It is also very touristic, but it is normal due to its easy access and spectacular.
Next day: we woke up early, had breakfast and caught a jeep about 40 km into the desert, where we expect our 2 camels, named Babu and Didi and our guide, Mula. After 2 hours riding through the Great Thar Desert, a huge extension inhospitable shrubs dotted with dunes and mud-brick villages, we stopped for lunch in the shade of a tree, because trees in this desert are few but there. Fire, chai and food, with chapattis made by us, rather comic, check the difference between an Indian chapatti and a palm .....
Back to start visiting the town of Mula, 500 inhabitants where we address ninya herds of screaming, cookies rupees school pen, but well, we Mirinda frost sold us his uncle, carry more water and went to camping nearby dunes.
Sunset in the desert is the longest we've seen, with a huge red sun that you can look directly at the top of the dunes with the eternal chai in your hands.
cenita Fueguitos and dhal bhat based on desert, but they were improving chapattis and bedroom overlooking the desert air and air-conditioning as well as for the sack and sleep.
Dawn lasting rise in the evening, I think it took 2 hours from first light until the sun rose with the dunes of black and white background .... spectacular. Breakfast, pick up everything and load the camels ..... two more hours to a village pequenya, this time quite remote and the school with pen cookies ninya rupees ..
lunch in another shade and we lay the nap, custom desert espanyola to continue in the afternoon to other dunes, this time much larger. Antelope, foxes, raotnes, camels, birds and of course .... it is amazing how much life is in a place so far, even cobras had!, Which fortunately did not see. Dawn once again among the sand dunes like the first day, but this time like a goodbye. Talk to Mula was a beautiful experience, we ensenyar lot about their culture and traditions, and promised that one day we would come to Espanya ... utopia? Sounded great even so.
Back Jaisalmer, and as always it seems that everything is done, by chance we ran into Gori, French granaina of good cheer that Adriana discovered Reiki, which right now is freaking ... (Cuidaito that is we :))))) and tells me to delete this, but I can see on his face that has been special to her and wants me to stop writing that thanks him a lot and is very pleased having known. And this is all that is enough, and as always ........
I want .............
