Rawla Jaipur

... higher, but there wasn’t much of a monsoon season this year it seems. We were able to get of the cruise and walk around Jagmandir Island, which is now a hotel. That night we took in a Rajasthani Dance show which was both weird and interesting. The only way for us to get up to our next stop was by bus. Now we’ve been a bit spoilt so far with all the trains so this was a little shock to the system. Hot, stuffy and crammed to the max – our only saviour ...

... has to be 120 degrees in many places and they are shoveling, loading trucks and carrying cement over their heads. These are some strong women. In other areas we see coal trains being unloaded by women in grey to black saris--although they may have been colorful before the start of the day's work. The deadly coal dust completely covers them. I imagine that they don't have a very long life-or a very happy one, and the pay--a measly 400 ...

... some guy even offered us his elephant. So to get back to our hotel we had to decide, the comfortable rickshaw or the slow cramped uncomfortable cycle rickshaw with the oldest smallest man behind the well... handlebars. Can you guess which one Jess insisted we take? Oh yes, so there we are perched on top of this cycle rickshaw, the world and its cow staring and laughing (we were doing a considerable amount of that also a it was so mortifying you just had to ...

... that we needed to visit a carpet shop in New Delhi.

While Barbara and Ellen wandered through the expensive store - where our driver would get a finders commission - I stood outside talking to him.

"Old Delhi is too busy. You don't want to go there. Look at the beautiful modern buildings here in New Delhi." he said pointing skyward.
I looked up at the ten and fifteen storey buildings. Some were hollow shells, construction put ...

Hopped back onto the tourist bandwagon after my depressing week in Delhi, hitting Jaipur up for all it had to offer. I feel like I'm dealing with the day to day ***** India, and I guess traveling in general, throws at you much better now, almost a month ago, if you had stopped me on the humid streets of Delhi and began some sort of tout spiel at me I'd probably of listened and answered your questions, even though I knew what was going on, it would have been a burden ...

... surprises me anymore). As we turned a corner the Amber Fort came into view and it was much, much larger than I expected. This massive fort/palace was the maharaja's royal from 1600 to 1727. The name (amber) has nothing to do with the pastel yellow color of the fort, rather the name of the town Amber which was named after the goddess Amba. The most unique aspect of this fort is despite how massive and imposing it is from the ...

... including pictures. 3. The Forts: Jaipur has three forts: The Amber Fort, Jaigarh Fort, and the Nahargarh Fort. Our school took a field trip to them yesterday. For me, the highlites of this trip were the number of white tourists we saw and the biggest cannon in the world. To be honest, forts are not really my thing. They were very nice and impressive and old and I took lots of pictures. They are definitely ...

... good to talk to someone besides wayne. After lunch and a fight with a rickshaw driver that tried to rip us off repeatiatly we were off on our 6 hour bus journey to jaipur. The weather has gotten WAY better(besides a few really bad dust stoms that we've been caught in)! i've able to go out side and enjoy india! hopefully the weather stays like this! i again, am not going to read through this and edit, i'm much to lazy and i still have pictures to upload

... i don't watch hindi movies, but i know that the good ones are a hell of a lot better than that! I had a wierd experience during the interval! Sn Indian man came over to me and started talking to me. He obviously noticed I was with the English (and other European) people, and he started talking about the time when the english ruled over india etc and how much he hated the english. he really had an angry look on his face! some of what he was ...

... as cow scavenging for food in trash heaps. The day is hot and there is dust everywhere, noise and movement never ceasing under the bright sun. The bicycle rickshaw drivers have a hook, a joke they use to get you to hire them. It always goes something like this: "Rickshaw?" "No thank you." "Come come, bicycle rickshaw, very nice." "Not right now. Thanks." "Come come, Airconditioning." "Mwahhahaahahahaha." One man in particular is merciless ...