Gulaab Niwaas Palace
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... from the
crowd and they headed off.
We actually knew one of her friends, Gini a young Canadian women we met in Mcleod Ganj and bumped into again later that evening, of course we chatted about her friends dancing and found out that they had all (four young women) had been persuaded to join in with the bride and groom competition the next evening. It’s really a beauty competition where the ...
... India but reading a book [tourist] or looking out a train door, catching the breeze [traveler]. Corn is the main crop. Homes are few and far between. Palm trees tell you all you need to know about the climate zone the train is racing through.
It is hard to take any decent pix from a moving train. Too many pix were blurred. Sometimes you just get lucky.
Ever been to the train station in Kapasan? It was one of many short stops. Agricultural options include ...
... more serious difficulties in India. I loved Bar enormously and the feeling was mutual and truly unique and beautiful. This would require another chapter in itself. Bar is a very beautiful and unique person and what you see on the outside is only a reflection of what is on the inside. In my opinion, she is a wonderful person and we had a very unique bond at the first sight when she was introduced to me by my friend Elsa in Udaipur and we felt like if we had known each other for a ...
Today, we woke up earlier than we have been usually, because we wanted time to hike up one of the nearby hills that has a Hindu temple on top. We weren't really sure how to get there, but could see it quite easily, of course, so we just started walking toward it. We walked through the city, then into the sands and camels and camps surrounding it, and then into the sand dunes. After walking through some of the finest sand I have ever seen, with ...
... we hopped
off with our new Italian friends we were greeted by masses of people sleeping
in the station whose smell was almost too much to handle. As we somehow made our way through the mile
of bodies we were again greeted by a mass of people: rickshaw wallahs. See, we were heading to India’s largest camel
fair which means that everyone was basically living at the train station either
coming, going, or waiting for business.
Luckily we ...