Sajjan Bagh Resort
Travel Blogs from Pushkar
... people give donations and started listing off ridiculous figures that people often give, e.g. British people give £50! I had a figure in my head and it didn't come anywhere near that, I was prepared to donate 100 rupees. He said that wasn't enough and this is where I started to lose my rag a bit, he said that the 100 rupees wasn't enough to cover the rice and cotton, I have been to Indian enough times to know the cost of things and knew that he thought I was a first ...
... we went to a local Jain temple and then the famous Brahma Temple. Sadly, the Brahma Temple was been run by the fascist police as they wouldn't let us take any photos with our cameras. However, it was OK to take photos with a camera phone, which was what all the locals were doing! I'm not entirely sure what the difference is between a camera and a camera phone but that's India for you, they have rules but they choose to ignore them all!
A Party I did not go to
Really exhausted from last night's party next door. Sat down at Sunset restaurant for a breakfast of nutella on pancake and flipped the local papers. I was just gobsmacked at the number of rape crime articles. India had recently been in the international limelight for a long series of rape crimes on foreign women. Those were the ones reported on global news. There were even more local rape reports on ...
... little apprehensive. We were soon glad we did though as despite it feeling it could break down at any moment, the views from the top were stunning and it felt more like being on a roller coaster.
Later that evening we saw a show in the stadium which presented the story of how Pushkar came to be, before returning to the hotel and watching a fireworks display from our roof top terrace. It had been an amazing day and was nice to meet Bish who we are going to meet back up with ...
... t find the time. By the time I called him it was getting dark
but he said to come on out anyways so we headed toward the fairgrounds. Soon enough we were up on our camels eating
peanuts and plodding out into the darkness while we chatted with the camel
driver about his life in the desert before stopping for a break where we sat
out in the middle of the cool desert under the stars. Then our driver gave me the reins and Dana
and I were on our own! ...