Navaranga Hotel Kota

... by this intrusion into our personal lives, I just told the guy, "Yeah" and kept on walking. Silly questions deserve silly answers.

18 November - Bundi

At breakfast I got the life story of the owners of the Shivam Guest House, where we take most of our meals. Mr. Shivam (not his real name. This is just a name created for the Guest House from the name of the Indian god Shiva as well as the name of Mr. And Mrs. Shivam's fathers.) Anyway, Mr ...

Arrived in Bundi at a cool 48 degrees at 1600 in the afternoon yes it was completely ridiculous and we couldn't drink enough water. Not surprisingly the lake had completly dried up and we where lucky enough to eat some really disgusting cauliflour curry - on the bright side we discovered the cheese/ garlic Nan and given the heat and the food senario we decided tomatoe salad was the best option for the rest of our stay in Bundi!

Bundi, Rajasthan, India itsnot5star

... clause hitting me round the head with his ticket booklet and screaming at me me in extremely loud Hindi, after a minute or so of ranting I was informed in English by a voice but no face that it was time for me to get out of the conductors seat. not a great journey. Bundi itself was a huge relief, we found a beautiful Heritage guest house, Hadee Rani, with a superb room and cool courtyards to while away the hot ...

... left my large backpack at her bedroom across the kitchen, and went out to rent a decent bicycle. Got a tall one for half a dollar for the whole day. Can't believe how much my bargaining skills have improved. A tailor stopped me, asking if I could change some Korean wongs for him. How random is that? I should have tied my mouth with my pushi (traditional Arab headwear). Too many bugs entering my digestive tract. It was quite challenging to ride the bicycle. The ...

... The best part of it was that this wasn't mass-produced restaurant food. It was home-cooked. Now I was certain that I had chosen the right place to stay. Mama was unbelievably racists. When she noticed that my name was "Murad", she assumed that I was Arab and made an outrageous joke about my blowing up the guest house. She was also horrified to learn that I ate meat. "We are good Brahmans. We don't eat meat. How would you feel if some creature ...

Arrived in Bundi, a smallish town full of narrow streets and character, certainly the most obviously charming place I have visited thus far. It was another place where my will to sight see sort of faded away and I was much happier just practicing my amble. I have one of the best ambles going, there was not another tourist or local that walked as slowly and wistfully as I. I was without a care in the world and this was ...

... bindi marks (the indians love the fact we're married but cannot understand why we have no children) and baggy pants and feeling all indian I organised a music lesson. At 7 we went to this guy's house set in a maze of side alleys and sat down in his bedroom and learnt some Sitar and Tabla (the bongo-style drums). Loved it! He showed me some of his skills on the instruments before i politely declined the usual offers to sell me (and ship) my own sitar home ...

... napálit. Cestujeme klasickým indickým autobusem. Na levé straně jsou v kazdé řadě sedadla dvě, na pravé tři. Za sirokánským předním sklem sedí na pravé straně řidič, uprostřed je motor, který nám zahřívá zavazadla a na levé straně dalsí lavice pro dvě osoby nebo tři Indy - vyberte si. Na skle je pověsen zasklený obrázek Sivy, ověnčený girlandou z oranzových kvítků. V horní části okna ...

... da una nebbiolina stesa sulle case basse ed azzurre della cittŕ. Proprio affianco al castello, č stata costruita un'antenna per le trasmissioni radio cosě alta e brutta, da ricordarmi quella che perturba la linea di orizzonte di Praga, con l'aggravante che qui non c'era il comunismo. L'ultimo elemento che mi ha colpito di questa giornata lampo a Bundi, č stata proprio la sera del nostro arrivo. C'era una festa mussulmana (una minoranza che fa meno del 10% di questa citt ...

... a big palace and a fort. Both were amazing, the paintings inside the palace were some of the finest I have seen. The palace is also the home for a colony of bats, so there were some rooms we didn't want to go into, but it added some interest to the place. The view from the fort which is perched on the top of hill beside the town offer incredible view of the blue city. I asked why the city was blue. Apparently it is because the Maharajah (king) at ...