Heritage Inn Jaisalmer

... death.

I say it happened 2.5 times not three, because in 1315, just twenty years after a previous jauher, they were up against it again. This time there was no time for a declaration or even time to build a fire. They simply ran about their palace and cut the throats of all their women and children, before riding out to meet their enemy and certain death.

Remember the Rajput code: "Death before dishoner or defeat ...

... to a great point on the dunes for sunset, where we met a cute belgian girl, also on safari. We returned to the camp to eat a dinner under the stars, whilst watching some live music. Tofinish off the day, we were whisked away by camel cart to sleep on the dunes, below the brightest moon i have ever seen, illuminating everthing a blue grey. (We chased some dune bugs with a torch before hitting the hay!).

Kieran

... It reallly doesn't seem to me that they have advanced much in the last 1000 years and that the failure to advance is based primarily on their religious faith. We took the same road back to Jodhpur and within 4 hours were back at the same hotel. Although the outside temperature was not much cooler than Jaisalmer, at least we had comfortable surroundings. We agreed to meet Rampal the next morning and went to our room to get organized. We ...

... not sure where it was coming from but something tells me that the water had made its way into one of the mixtures that went into the making of my drink. This little story leads me to my next little story which is probably one of the more amusing moments of the trip... While I was on the train from Delhi to Jaisalmer I was having intenstinal issues during the evening time and the next morning when I woke up i texted Greg (who is my friend working in ...

... cleaned in the sand ready for the next meal. We camped on the sand dunes. Jon and Johnny realy enjoyed each other and did a lot of wrestling in traditional Rajistani style. It is fun to have kids around even if they are in camel college and no longer attend school. The night was glorious and surprisingly cold. We slept on t he camel blankets and were buffeted by severe winds and sand most of the night. At least that is what ...

... a competition amongst the children as to who could purloin the most interesting gift. If we stopped for chai we were quickly surrounded by people who came to see us and was bombarded with questions about where we were from and wanted to see photos of them wearing our sunglasses etc. I have no doubt that despite us being here for the experience, we were the ones providing the entertainment. We stopped for lunch beneath a huge tree and ...

... restaraunt in Canada. I went for two days, but only because thats the longest trip I could find going out. If it had been up to me, I would have spent the next 4 1/2 trekking through the desert with Mr. India. There is really no way to describe the feeling you get waking up in the predawn fog, to find yourself lying on a sand dune, with camels mulling around, and a friendly guide offering ...

... can run?!) we sat by a bonfire watched a gypsie girl dance barfoot in the sand to the drums and traditional indian music. Dressed in her beautiful gold sari i cant say that we were any match when we decided to give the hip-shaking a go in our hoodies and trackies. Dinner was cooked for us (it was indian, and kelsey did eat it), fireworks were set off, we were offered to light them ourselves but we politley told them that we valued ten fingers...and our arms for that ...

... you would find on a cow in the middle of a field! It is very endearing. The Indians see the cow as holy; however, they don't seem to treat them that well. OK, they swerve round them when they are in the road, but they never seem to fed them so you often see hungry cows chewing dirty newspaper off rubbish heaps. There are dogs everywhere but contrary to travel warnings that they are all rabied and agressive, they mostly just look knackered and always ...

... well they're probably kept in outhouses (at a guess, I saw so few). This here is frontier country. Dang it they could even go the whole hog and start motto-ing their licence plates with that favourite local saying Delhi door ast - "Delhi is far away." Actually to be fair "far away" might not be entirely accurate. It's geographically, spiritually and culturally in orbit in a galaxy all of its own. I should know. I spent twenty (yes twenty!) hours of buttock ...