I'm glad to be back in Rajaistan - Jodhpur this time, in the west - after a pretty dreary few days in Mumbai and some massive train journeys. It rained constantly in Mumbai and I don't know if that's why, but the place was nowhere near as interesting as other parts of India. Having said that I didn't take the boat ride to the Elephant Caves or take the role of an extra in a Bollywood movie (I kid you not, but I would have missed my train!), so maybe I didn't make the most of it.
I did work out the scam with the girl and the milk powder (previous post) - she was in league with the shop. I think you can get worn down by the begging, you get these little urchins following you around with one arm outsretched and their hand cupped, and the other hand miming eating. It's like being stalked by a Save the Children ad, so in the end you are quite ready to believe even if its likely to be a con.
Jodhpur appears to be the friendliest place on Earth. Everyone wants to say hello and talk and it can be hard just to walk down the street without being stopped every two minutes, which is no bad thing. Within an hour of arriving last night I was fed and watered and losing at chess to a Japanese fisherman called Yama on our hostel's rooftop restaurant. Think I'll spend a few days here before heading back to Delhi for some rafting, then maybe I'll head briefly north towards the Himalayas before heading to Bangkok. I've managed to wrangle six nights accommodation as part of a press trip in Bangkok, which should save me a few pennies.
I did work out the scam with the girl and the milk powder (previous post) - she was in league with the shop. I think you can get worn down by the begging, you get these little urchins following you around with one arm outsretched and their hand cupped, and the other hand miming eating. It's like being stalked by a Save the Children ad, so in the end you are quite ready to believe even if its likely to be a con.
Jodhpur appears to be the friendliest place on Earth. Everyone wants to say hello and talk and it can be hard just to walk down the street without being stopped every two minutes, which is no bad thing. Within an hour of arriving last night I was fed and watered and losing at chess to a Japanese fisherman called Yama on our hostel's rooftop restaurant. Think I'll spend a few days here before heading back to Delhi for some rafting, then maybe I'll head briefly north towards the Himalayas before heading to Bangkok. I've managed to wrangle six nights accommodation as part of a press trip in Bangkok, which should save me a few pennies.
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fantastic pix - 10 working days to go.....
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