Rajputana Palace Sheraton Jaipur

... somewhere in the palace ready to make a buck out of you. I'd be looking at some items in the museum when a 'palace guard' would explain the history of a picture and wish for some rupees in exchange. Soon learning their technique, I stayed well clear.

After a couple of hours we made our way out of the palace straight into our 'helicopter pilot' from earlier. "So you want the tour, good price, see Water Palace, elephant home, Mughal India and Jewellery" he said ...

... will sell it for a little less to the next shop. They really are a big pest in this area. We also thought about getting shirts that say " I am not your friend" just because it is so funny how everyone says "Hey friend, come and look, how much you pay?"("Um I never wanted to buy that ****") "Hey friend, friend friend" is what we hear all the time. lol. One time we gave a banana to a young woman with a 1-year old on her arm. Then we got in the car ...

... my door quickly. This is my first experience with wild monkeys and I have no idea how they work. I didn't know if they were going to be withdrawn and scared of me or if they were going to gang up on me to rip my face off. Given Aditi's reaction, I figured it might be the latter. So I just stood in my room, facing the closed door. I didn't know what to do. There was no way for me to know ...

... pretty good though -- definitely worth the climb. We walked down to the bazaar and checked out the spice and rice shops, the saree's etc etc...We went down to Sanganeri Gate and walked through more bazaars -- all of them ending up looking a little the same .... Some beautiful bangles and shoe shops and many many many saree's shops. We went into the biggest sweet shop (and it was air-conned ...

... there. Brent plugged in the ethernet cable and I uploaded some blogs while he read Scientific American (having not yet found Scientific Indian at the local news stands). Our internet café buddy gave us a small cup of hot chai. Yum. I also took his picture with Brent and promised to send him a copy. When the computer battery ran out, we left the café and went to a little store to stock up on items for our train ride: water, soda, biscuits and ...

... The third interview was with some Astrologer who was fasting and said he was to exhausted to talk for long. All together it made for an interesting stay in Jaipur. Along the way I also had the camera tripod stolen and had to spend about $90 (i used my own money) to buy back the same tripod again. Which sucked, but like they say **** happens. Anyways I'm burning up in here in the back of the Internet place, so I'll post again when I either have time or something interesting happens.