Karni Bhawan Bikaner

... animal tinguin mes de la meitat de la poblacio malalta, pero be, suposo que el personal del temple deu anar massa atrafegat per a ocupar-se d'aquestes trivialitats. La visita es una mica llampec ja que passejar-se amb els peus descalcos per aquell terra tan brut amb restes de menjar i rates que se't creuen per tot arreu fa una mica d'angunia (les noies franceses que tinc davant no paren de xisclar, pobretes, i fan la visita en un temps record). Pero als ...

... the desert. All the houses were either small, square shaped buildings, painted white or dome-shaped and made from dung, as we past through people would rush out their homes to watch, children waved, shouting "Ta Ta" (bye bye).<br><br>In the evening we sat on top of a sand dune to watch the sunset, the sun turning the sky from deep blue to deep pink before disappearing over the horizon. After more food and camel chai and we fell asleep under a blanket of stars on a ...

Rajasthan is one of the most admired tourist destinations of India. Visitors from far end of world come to visit this kingly state for its exquisite monumental beauty. Every place of this romantic state is gifted with superb beauty of palaces, monuments, picturesque lakes, richly decorated gardens, rich tradition and culture, harmonious music etc. Once anyone visits this mesmerizing destination ...

... her earlier about my desire to dance.) So then the bus took us to the Camel Center in Bikaner, where they did camel breeding, training, and research. I prefer looking at 4-legged beasts to birds, so I found it more interesting. Our guide told us about the three types of camels. The ones from Bikaner are a medium brown, and are known for being good for transport and having long eyelashes (seriously). Camels from Jaisalmer are lighter in color and ...

... le train et que les portes sont fermée (mais pas les fenetres !) Arrivés a Bikamer (695 km de Dehli mais le train va a 50km /h, s arrête tout le temps et il fait des detours de fous!) nous avons été accosté par Gouri, un indien cité deux fois dans le lonely planet et qui est propriétaire d une ghest house. Nous dormons donc ici les filles ensemble. Enfin je pense car pour l instant on est tous ensemble dans une des chambres et l autre est en haut mais il n y a pas de porte ...

... our delicate foreign tootsies from the rat ****. We disappointed the shoe guy by choosing to leave our shoes with our driver rather than having to pay him (or trust him). The queue to get in the temple was long and slow and the boy behind me glued his head to my elbow so he could look round me and get a good view of the weird foreigners. According to legend Karni Mata, an incarnation of Durga who lived in the fourteenth century, asked the god of death ...

... friendly, and we got a lot of business cards and email addresses - unfortunately we won't be through Jaipur again. They sang songs played a game where they tossed a water bottle to someone, and then that person made a speech or a wish or something. I wish i was feeling a bit better so i could have appreciated the experience more. We arrived late and we had a hotel in mind and caught an auto-rickshaw ...

... t quite know what I expect. I had envisioned rats, rats, everywhere. That wouldn't be natural though, since they like enclosed spaces, so they all hang out in corners and scurry in and out of holes and sit on bowls of milk and food and water. I guess they like coconut, because a bunch of people were carrying around coconut bits. Where else would you feed rats yummy snacks on purpose? Rats that aren't your pets, that is. We were standing over one bowl of ...

... the temple - and though the idols there take the shape of Gods (no rat idols there) they are still revered in the temple, feed large bowls of milk, and permitted to run everywhere without people shreiking in fear. I didn't last long, and had to duck out of the line waiting to pray because I just couldn't handle it (the plague, hauntas virus, etc) but was glad I went!! Bikaner has an old fort. See pictures.

... finding a place to make lunch. They always make a fier so they can fry the chipati. We finally settled on a spot where cement miners had dug up huge holes and gulleys where we coud get out of the wind. This time they made chipati and a chickpea soup that was also very good. Oh, Kenny Lee and I both found antelope horns laying ont he ground. Apparently, they shed them each year ...