India, the name alone captures the imagination. Fascinating, frustrating, and complex, it’s the most intriguing place we’ve ever been and we can’t wait to return. Here is the ceiling detail of one of the havali’s we stayed in on our tour of Rajastan.
Sunrise at the Taj Mahal, a magical moment of serenity amongst the chaos and craziness of India.
If you missed our third installment of our 18 day driving tour through Rajastan catch up with it here. Now, our final post on this amazing journey.
By this point in our drive we were, quite frankly, fed up with India. The crowds, cow traffic jams, garbage everywhere, open sewers, bad roads and chauvinistic men had caused my temper to be at the point of breaking. As we neared the end of our tour in the North we were at the point of just wanting to get it over with and head South to see if we could re-capture the magic of Incredible India. But first, the Taj Mahal, routinely viewed as the most majestic symbol of love the world has ever known. Continue reading
Foto Friday comes to you from a Jain temple in India. While all of the many religions of India have gorgeously carved temples, the Jains certainly win the award for the most colorful!
Udaipur, most famous for it’s Lake Palace, was the next stop on our route. It does, of course, also have an impressive fort! Built in 1559, and fort is massive with many overlapping courtyards, terraces, and gardens and set overlooking the lake and the Maharaja’s current residence on the far side.
If you missed it, make sure to catch up with part one of our Rajastan journey.
We continued on from Bikaner, further into the desert west towards Jaisalmer. Located near the Pakistan border, Jaisalmer has a significant military presence and an impressive fort. Continue reading
Foto Friday comes to you from Kochin, India. After spending 18 days freezing in Rajastan, we can not express the relief of stepping off the plane into the warmth of tropical Southern India!!!
Rajastan – The name along evokes images of camel caravans, bearded desert Bedouins touting sabers, and incense soaked markets. I’ve split our story of Rajastan into four separate posts, the area is too overwhelming to be confined to just one.
Camel carts in Rajastan
We arrived in India at midnight, the unfortunate time of many international arriving flights. After two hours in the dank, decrepit Delhi airport, we had our bags and exited the airport into the chill of the night. Shocked and discombobulated by the hundreds of touts and taxi drivers vying for our attention we chose one and were off to our hotel. Or so we thought. Continue reading