|
  | |  |
Udaipur Living
Entry 141 of 144 | show all | print this entry |
So, after a day of crashing (wasn't very well) I bounced (ha ha) out of bed and set off in search of excitement, and breakfast.
Bizarrely, I ended up having cornflakes, which is the last thing I would ordinarily choose, must be off my food!
Fed and watered we went and checked out the local temple (no pictures) and then on to the City Palace, one of many which litters the city. We struggled to find our way into the main event, there seemed to be many doors and gates, but always the one we weren't allowed access to. Eventually we stumbled across a little tucked away door which was the entrance to the main exhibits, where was the fanfare?!
The palace had some beautiful miniatures painted all over the walls of the room, with some lovely mirror mosaics and thankfully a badly enforced camera tax, which was payable in addition to the entrance ticket, but it seems that no-one was interested in policing it, so we happily snapped away at all the lovely things, right in the faces of the gently dozing guards!
We went for lunch at a little gaff called Savage Garden which was well tucked away down a back street and had a little courtyard and other mezzanine floors with tucked away tables, all overhung by an enormous hot pink climbing plant which contrasted spectacularly against the midnight blue of the walls, the food was great as well although I only was only really able to manage a taste :-( What's happened to my appetite??
In the evening we went to see a 'cultural performance' at one of the havelis (the Indian equivalent of a villa). Having had our fingers burnt with this kind of thing in Laos which was just a bash put together to milk money from cash happy westerners, we were a little sceptical, but went in with open minds despite this. I think its fair to say that this version was a better one than the Laos one, but it still felt like a bit of a circus, with women balancing pots on their heads whilst dancing on swords and nails and stuff, and there was a man with a puppet as well. But it gave us a taste for some of the traditional dance and music and costume and as it only lasted an hour in all it was quite an enjoyable experience (only westerners there though!)
For dinner we went to one of the old palaces. When we got there they had somehow managed to give our table away and we got sent all over the place to get another one until in the end we complained (very politely)and ended up with a brilliant table in one of the window alcoves complete with cushions and bolsters which we lounged on whilst eating and listening to the live music, alls well that ends well!
|
|
If you like this entry, search for other entries from India or try a new search. |
| |
Back to Entry - Back to Home
|
9 votes 
