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... so we snuggled into the soft mattress and went straight to sleep. On waking we were pleasantly surprised to look out of our hotel window and see the magnificent fort surrounded by sandstone buildings, many with attractive haveli style facades. Jaisalmer is famous for its fort. Inhabited by around 3000 people the fort dates back to 1156, and houses a rabbit warren of small streets, shops and havelis. Sunday morning is always great ...
... then more walking around and around the shops and of course still getting lost.
We visited the Jian Temples, that are all interconnected, 7 in all. These are Buddhist and beautiful like all the holy sites are.
I bought some clothes ( larger ones pffft) and some cheap jewelry. I am getting very good at haggling and almost always pay less than half of the original asking price. I'm probably STILL getting ripped off but then you "check yo self" ...
... and hooked. I always have to asked for "Indian spicy" as they didn't get the memo on my Iron Stomach and think white man can't handle it ( which to be fair is probably mostly true). I really have to look them in the eye and say, " I mean it, INNNNDIAN Spicy"
For dessert we walked up to a lookout to feast our eyes on the first of many beautiful Indian sunsets and a view of our home... The Fort.
... there. We did a bit of shopping – buying Mojri’s – leather slippers with embroidery work etc and returned to our hotel to be picked up for our desert safari.
Around 3pm we set out for Sam dunes which is about 40 kms away from Jaisalmer in an open jeep. The heat was mind numbing. We reached and were put on top of two camels, one adult and one child per camel and rode about 30 mins on camelback to reach the dunes. There was quite a crowd, many people and many ...
... with someone I can only describe as a character, Ali. A chilled out Rajastanie rasta lad who cooked up a cracking little meal for us as he told us about his love woes about a lost American sweetheart....she clearly pegged it but we didn't have the heart to tell him.
After getting lost heading home, a local deaf and dumb lad we met lead the way, we showered and changed and we headed for Lake Gadidon, a close walk, for sunset.
Down at the lake we got the usual photo ...