Sarvar Guest House
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... easy as it appeared. Cathy was twice captured
whilst trying to slip quietly behind statues or through doorways. Having watched
countless World War 2 movies at home we formed an escape committee and made our
plan. In the absence of a Trojan horse we decided to be patient and wait for a
suitable opportunity to abscond. Our opportunity arrived when half of his entourage
had climbed up some stairs to admire a view of the city. As he was shouting and
bawling at them ...
... rushed passed us to do their shopping. It was great to see the people out and about, running their errands and doing their jobs. We climbed up the clock tower to see the city below and enjoy the sights of the market without having to actually be part of the chaos. When we descended back into the pandemonium, we narrowly dodged traffic to make our way through the city. These are the times when we have a somewhat ...
... prints of the widows of a maharaja. So, when the king snuffs it, his widows (yep, plural) walk out of the gates for the last time and leave a vermillion hand print on the wall during the funeral ceremony. Hindus burn their dead and once the king checks out his wives are expected to do the same. They have to throw themselves on the funeral pyre and not make a sound as they're incinerated in a ceremony ...
... standing in the morning! There were lots of the village children laughing at them, again fascinated with looking at their photos! A few of us helped cooked dinner at the neighbor's house, the house consisted of rooms around a central outside area with a white painted symbol on the floor, Gino said the floor was made of dung! The rooms were all separate and made from mud i think, the kitchen was a really small room with a fire, the women sat around it on the floor. There was a ...
... was on a strike (some told us the reason was that two holy cows died of eating plastic, others made a different story out of that and rumored muslims had murdered 20 holy cows...!) most of the market was open. And as it goes here in India, we stopped at a spice shop only to buy some curry mixture but then the shopowner dragged us into his friends fabric shop around the corner, where we ended up for ...