Gajneer Palace Bikaner

... such as Boss &amp; Tony!<br><br>After a while we stopped in the village house of one of the actual camel men (obviously the main man doesn&#8217;t accompany us as he is much too important nowadays) and as we were all sipping a strange brew of tea made on the open fire in the dimly lit kitchen, neither one of us wanted to say to the others, that maybe drinking this wasn&#8217;t the best idea, with 24 hours to go with only a very bumpy camel ride and desert for company. Issy showed off her ...

... there too. There were no lights, no air con, no windows and no suspension, it felt like being trapped in the boot of a rally car as it raced around a track. We didn't sleep, we just laughed.<br><br>We like Bikaner, after the rip off merchants of Pushkar it is nice to wander around with minimal hassle. Due to the distinct lack of tourism the shop keepers reply more on the locals rather than travelers resulting in a more relaxed atmosphere. Sure we still get the looks ...

... over the world come to this beautiful place to grasp is magical wonders and magical desert splendor. It is the only state in India that is gifted with unmatched historical beauty and magnificence of fascinating forts, palaces and monuments. Visit once to this alluring tourism destination and it is sure you will fall in love with its magical monumental beauty. Rajasthan is known for its amazing ...

... Can't wait to see what that's like, although my tour guide has had some bad experiences being showered with colored water, and probably plans to keep us out of the fray. Too bad. We walked to this private place for lunch - which was pretty good, from a woman who cooks for groups out of her home. I guess Indira knew her personally. The chai was decent, much better than I had at breakfast, which is another story... Again, I'll edit this more ...

... est rudimantère bien sur et ce qui sert de salle de bain dégage une audeur noséabonde et paraît très salle. Bienvenue en inde ! En sortant de l hôtel j'ai vu un couple et j'ai prononcé  le prénom d'Aurélie par hasard ..et ...bingo. C'était eux ! Nous avons fait un petit tour de la ville. Le fort rouge le vieux et jeune Dehli, la mosquée et surtout les rue bondées de monde. C est vraiment impressionnant tout ces gens...pas beaucoup de vache, juste quelques unes...Ensuite ...

... similarities with other forts, in its segregation of women and carvings etc, but this fort had some rooms laid our as they would have been at the time. The fort also had lots of the memorabilia of the time. Having taken note of where our hotel was located the night before, I went walked back to a well deserved shower to get all the rat **** of the feet and apply some anti-septic lotion.

... smashed and the scum caking the windows wasn't so bad this time..we got to see the outlines of people at least. I opted for the ground floor berth for this journey as last time my rear end up the ladder was of much fascination to all men and children! Sleeping on the ground floor though was still not as pleasant. I had paranoid delusional thoughts of men creeping into my bunk and interfering with me! So for the first half an hour I lay cocooned behind filthy curtains ...

... relax and pray for rain/water. There were rooms filled with various displays of arms,guns, weapons etc... In the throne room is the oldest sandstone throne which dates back to 1212. There is also a world war 1 biplane in the fort which was presented by the British to Bikaner for their support in WW1. After the fort we headed approx. 10km outside of town to the only and largest camel-breeding farm in Asia!! It was breeding season and ...

... to Bikaner. We stayed at the Hotel Sagar (pretty nice!) where we had a lovely air conditioner, fan, and MINI-BAR! Our activity for the remainder of the day was to lay in bed, read, and watch Star Movies... one of 2 english channels that only plays bad movies all day. We managed to eat some rice (although the weird room service guy was very confused when I asked for butter). So basically our room was all we saw of Bikaner, but I think we both felt good about it.

It's quite amazing the night trains here in India. It never ceases to amaze me that there is someone in our bed, and this time, there was no exception, and as usual, the guy didn't want to move, but without any abuse, he eventually did. The train was a night trip, and we slept when it was moving, but when we stopped, we were awoken to the sound of snoring. I have never heard anything like it !!! Thankfully, we arrived at 05:00, found a hotel, and that was ...