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... room, and plied us with complementary tea and coffee. Jaipur had also promised lots of things to see and do, being famous for its pink buildings and large number of forts and palace buildings. So it was with eager anticipation, following a tasty omelette breakfast on the rooftop, that we headed off to explore. Declining the many offers from tuk tuk drivers we valiantly soldiered on foot through traffic, quickly coming to terms with the more random interpretation of any driving ...
... painted "pink. Actually it is more orange as the paint is really plaster made from the red sand from the hills. The dust from polishing the gemstones is mixed with plaster to create colored frescos on the palaces. The old city has recently been designated as a World Heritage Site.
Our first site is the Amber Palace where we ride an elephant up the winding road to the Palace. The Amber palace is a pale orange but ...
... mentioned earlier
that laughing is the rule here and everyone does it.Right on time, the doors to the cinema were flung open and
the hordes poured in, chatting and shouting with excitement. We found our seats
which, thanks to Ashwami were in the front row of the circle. This also meant
that our seats were luxurious in the extreme. We sank down into a bed of soft
cushion and, demonstrating great restraint and self-discipline, began scoffing
Ashwami`s popcorn. He ...
... in time does not save nine.
Later on, suitcases packed and bulging even more with our additional clothes that we didn’t even need, we hailed a tuk tuk to take us to Jaipur train station. Our tuk tuk driver only wanted to charge us fifty rupees for this short trip, Graham doubled this and we were surprised and pleased when the driver appeared genuinely delighted with the extra money. Remember, two days previous, ...
... instead as 40 hours on a bus didn't sound overly appealing to me.
My last full day in Goa was 38 degrees and 100% humidity so I did little else other than take the scooter (yes they let me have it again despite them laughing at me heartily for loosing the key) to Agonda beach and melt under a fan watching the cows reak havoc with the bathers. I had some amazing kingfish dish and another kingfisher, before managing to lock myself out of my room in one final act of ...