Mhr Himmatgarh Palace Jaisalmer

I am currently in Jodhpur, the most overrated place I have been in India so far, arrived last night and leaving first thing tomorrow and believe me it is enough. I have been to the Meherangh fort (it looks like all the other forts), the clock tower and ****** market, did have an amazing saffron lassi though. Im traveling at the moment with another intrepid group kind of, basically they have a similar itinerary as me so makes it easier. The last couple of days ...

... really shut her up. So this is why I hate touristy places full of douches like that hog woman.<br><br>One day, Jay told us he would bring us to the surrounding areas to sightsee. As we quickly learned, there is no point to argue with him as it leads to more confusion. If he says get in the car, we do so otherwise he might bring us 100 km off-course to visit a condom factory or something. He brings us to this lake where the only ...

... to be installed on top, thereby ensuring not only that the gateway would stand, but that everyone would bow before passing thru it. Because of the drought, there is not much water in the lake-but there are a lot of catfish. There are enough catfish to feed all of the hungry people in the village. But no, the catfish not only enjoy a royal protection, but people come, buy food from a vendor and feed them. We finish the visit to the lake ...

... and poor that into the class. The finall product looks like lime juice with black particulates floating in it which I'm pretty sure are pepper cause they put salt in pepper in their drinks here. Probably the only smart move I made was to get mine without ice. It tasted alright, but the pepper thing really threw me off. Anuj finished mine instead of getting a second. Also, the guy had a spicket on his cart where he was getting his water from. I'm ...

... to play Contract Whist and ********, two of my favourite card games they took to immediately and we played under starlight until tiredness got the better of us. One of the main points of going on the safari is the opportunity to sleep under the stars with their startling clarity. Apparently a shooting star can be seen every two minutes but I was so tired after the long day that I fell asleep after a minute and a half and didn't see a one. A wonderful couple ...

... a pretty tough situation for any dad I'm sure. He had also been doing this since the age of 12, such information making me compare my upbringing to his which seem a world apart. He was fully under the impression that he was a desert man and would be for the rest of his life - him and his men even had a song - a cheap rip off of Barbie World called Desert man... ha! The stars were fantastic to look at around the camp ...

... appear some things when the wind blows). They also seem to have a ceremonial way of praying. There are statues of what seems like Buddha only with his eyes open, in different sizes all around the temple.They sing songs very quickly and touch the feet of one statue and then go to the next and so on. The Jain temples are really the most impressive of all temples in terms of details of the carving. <br><br>Later on, we drove towards Khuri. On the way, we saw ...

... of day as a chill desert breeze comes up. We have a brekky of chai and biscuits while we wait wrapped in blankets. The train ride out to Jaisalmer is enjoyable. While the first few hours are cold there is some great desert scenery and a few classic desert views of sandy dunes. The desert is mostly scrubby though, not unlike the Australian outback, but not as colourful. Nearing Jaisalmer we see collections of electricity generating windmills. I find ...

... also needed padding on the walls and ceiling because it was very bumpy and worse for us because we had the cabin at the very back of the bus. The driver floored the bus all the way. You would nod off to sleep for a second then be jolted awake when the driver went full throttle over a pothole or you would wake up airborne thinking you were flying until you hit your head then crashed down onto the thin mattress below you. Arms and elbows were flying around ...

... simple hole-in-the-wall shrines for specific Hindu deities to the extravagant Jain temple complex, every inch of which is adorned with stone sculpted cavorting females. During the day the 'inner city' is overrun with tour groups whose predominantly Italian and Israeli voices mingle with the ever-present calls of the hawkers: "Hello Madam,youwantwatersoftdrinkscigarettesp honecallinternetnicesouveni ...