Hotel High Pointe
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... and from that point treated like royalty. The whole place: architecture, gardens, bedrooms, restaurants and pool are all superb. It was fantastic to look from the island at night and view the lit up palaces and extraordinary designed hotels across the water. The actual town of Udaipur is the same as any Indian one, a complete shambles! When one is in India it is hard to understand how people can afford to buy a car, and there are plenty of various makes, all very clean, ...
... the bonnet and splitting the windscreen of his previously unblemished car. I asked Ravi about the cow, his reply "Cow dead". It was the first time in fifteen years of tour driving that he had struck a cow, a statistic that I find almost impossible to believe because in India, cows are king.
They are everywhere, but usually on the road, staring wistfully at the pavement, or more commonly ambling aimlessly, stupidly, dangerously and righteously down the centre line ...
... time with our indian friends from couchsurf in Aurangabad, we realized that every time we saw other tourists our friends would lean over to one another and say something-- guessing which country they're from, commenting on their appearance, language, sometimes s******ing about something else. And people are not secretive about side glances followed by whispers and more glances.. They definitely make it apparent that they are talking ...
... up to us and gave us directions. And so, dodging autos, motorbikes and cow dung, we got to the clock tower market - the local pasar, where paper-eating cows, autos, motorbikes, cycles and people competed for the same space. We weren’t sure if people were happy about their photos being taken, especially as on our way to the market, a young man helpfully warned us to ‘be careful’ when taking photos of people, as “some of them want money.”
... We came across a beautiful temple, and while we were admire get it from outside, a quite smartly dressed Indian gentleman, perhaps in his late 50s/early 60s walked up to us. The following conversation ensued:
He : Good morning, where are you from F-R-O-M? [Yes, he actually spelled it out]
Me : We are from England E-N-G-L-A-N-D [Two can play at that game mate]
He : And how do you like L-I-K-E India?
Me : Very V-E-R-Y much.