Doris's Dear Diary - Off With Their Heads
Trip Start Sep 02, 2012
42Trip End Oct 10, 2012
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Here again and I'm back to last
Our second day in Jaipur. I didn't feel
great when I got up and it was so incredibly hot, the last thing I felt like doing was walking round the frantic streets. As it happens, Fred & Ginger weren't relishing that experience either so we decided to have a lazy morning and get a auto-rickshaw for a trip to the Amber Fort in the afternoon. We had a lovely afternoon out –it was about 5 miles from the city set in the countryside and was a remarkable sight. Travelling through the city centre, the large gates are pretty impressive and the Wind Palace was very beautiful, but that was really all we saw of Jaipur. Ewan was ill this morning – well it is his turn – he was meant to come with us for the
afternoon trip but was bed-bound for pretty much all of the day.
Up at 5.30am for a 4/5-hour bus trip to Bharatpur.
Sees a 2 hour trip over to Agra.
Afterwards, when we called to a little cafe for a coffee and a cake, the Princess had another 'off with his head' moment when the eagerly awaited delicious chocolate coated doughnut she'd spied and ordered, turned up having the reverse properties to a malteser – soft chocolate on the outside and like a bullet on the inside – it'd been microwaved! She returned it, assuming that the microwaving had done the damage – but on receiving a second specimen, it seemed that maybe being a couple of weeks (or months) old might have had more to do with it. The boys in the café obviously saw Ginger's royal aura, and wanted to make amends, they insisted on her having a piece of chocolate cake – which, as she cleared the plate, we can assume was satisfactory. (what a royal porker!)
OH these bloody early mornings – up at 4 am to go and watch sunrise at Taj Mahal. We were first in the queue for the gates opening to see 'THE BIG WHITE BUILDING' – see Ginger's notes for full story there – but although it had been a beautiful clear starry sky walking down to the Taj, it actually turned a bit cloudy by sunrise – so that'd been a waste of time. Having said that, the temperature was perfect and it was a pleasure walking around at that time in the morning.
The Taj Mahal is a beautiful, simple, and elegant building
would have been reflected in the gardens. The trees would have been topiaried within a milimetre of their lives and someone would've been lurking ready to pounce on any blade of grass which dare grow above the next. But oh, heaven forbid - not here! We've got rows (not necessarily straight) of cypress(?) trees, all varying in height, all varying in width, some bushy, some spindly, some green, some dead looking plus there are gaps in between where some have died off. And the grass needed cutting! Why has no-one spotted the potential here? Why does no-one see it? I'm not wingeing, but it's frustrating cause it would take so little effort to correct it.
After lunch we had a trip to the Red Fort,
impressive, but wasn't as interesting as the Jodpuh Fort. Then we went
on to the Baby Taj,
Tuesday night - it's another overnight train adventure - 12 hours - to Varanasi. Oh joy!
Excerpt Taken From Doris's Diary Copyright 2012