Hotel Shreenath Palace
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- Wireless internet connection in room (surcharge)
- Family rooms
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... seen outside of a zoo and had no idea that they were in India until smarty pants Brendan told us it's the national bird of India. I would have thought it was the pigeon as there has to be two pigeons for every 1,267,401,849 people here. We also saw deer and of course stray dogs ( one at camp we named "back wound") Most interestingly we came across women In colorful clothing carrying baskets on their heads, can't get more National Geographic than that. ...
... prime water source and is a natural basin. It is surrounded by temples and is now also full of catfish! We walked around and looked into some of the temples before we headed back to the hotel to get some breakfast. We had some free time afterwards until we had to leave so we went back up to the Fort to look around and see some of the textiles on offer (we didn’t buy any but we did end up looking at over 20 large patchworks!). We attempted to have a look at ...
... had. Despite it being freezing - we had no tent, just a bed and blankets - we enjoyed the brightness of the sky and fresh air. In the morning, we found animal tracks around the bed but were unable to work out whether they were antelope, goats or just dogs! The sunrise was amazing!
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We socialised with some other backpackers, notably Indra and Shrim - a Belgium and Australian couple - who’s spiritual and ...
... on her camera, but works fine on mine. You should see the looks on peoples faces when you disappear for a couple of minutes and come back with a photo of them! Priceless! Spent the rest of the afternoon just walking around the bazaar looking at the leatherwork and other things. Ended up buying a small backpack made of camel leather. An early dinner and early bed was on the ...
... I could have been not sleeping on a lumpy mattress in a dingy hotel room on a noisy street in a grotty town, but instead I was not sleeping in a desert bathed in moonlight, lying beneath thick, camel-scented blankets, quite literally under the stars. As everyone drifted off to sleep and the music faded, I wondered how many fleas were on the blanket and if camel fleas were more vicious than regular ones. With that, I cinched my sleeping bag hood tightly around my face, closed my eyes and ...