Jheera Bagh Palace Mandu
Mandu Road, Dhar Mandu, Madhya Pradesh, 342001, India
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Mandu und Maheshwar
... was die Inder alles nebeneinander an so einem Fluß machen!
Am 04.03. ist dann Alex in Dehli gelandet und am 05.03. morgens in Jhabua angekommen – ENDLICH! Natürlich hab ich ihn standesgemäß im Saari gekleidet vom Zug abgeholt. Diesmal hatte ich meinen eigenen angezogen! Selbstverständlich musste er noch ein paar Tage in Jhabua verbringen und alles sehen was wir da so gemacht haben, wie ich gewohnt habe etc. Und Sonntagnacht sind wir dann schlussendlich doch noch auf ...
MANDU: The Skyscraping Plateau
... only scampering rats and fluttering bats.
“Bye-bye Photo?”
Locals are usually excited to talk to foreigners and practice their English. The usual questions are: What is your name?; Where are you from?; What is your work?; First time India?; and, only one?
Children have even more enthusiasm. If there are many schoolchildren around, they are apt to take turns asking the same questions, making me provide my name ...
MAHESHWAR GHATS
... cricket bats.
Down to the ghats, pilgrims descend to pray,
And wash and scrub under dhotis to bathe,
while faithful sadhus give their noggins a shave,
except for that thin round ponytail distinguishing them from the lay.
There are treasures to find along the ghat line,
where tourists can freely stroll ...
Say Ommm in Omkareshwar
... gently climbed large hills only to snake back down them again. “Change – no pay!” I could see that the bus attendant was trying to tell me something, we had already paid and he had given me our change. I showed him our ticket and shaking his and and smiling he repeated “Change – no pay” and waved the ticket at me. Eventually the bus came to a stop and we realised what he meant. “Change – no pay” he said once more ...
Mandu, Legends of Love in the City of Joy
... it took us almost 4 on the road that look like straight after the war. O well, by accident (is there anything like an accident? specially in India?) we saw an amazing and enchanting live in many villages.
We arrived in Mandu and we were taken by the beauty of this forgotten place. Once full of life, joy, music, dance and love, today visited by few tourists and lovers of pretty amazing architecture during the Islamic Period.
Mandu is ...


