Jodhpur
Jodhpur. It's called the Blue City
The Maharaja's throne
A swordgun
We had audio guides
And that's why it's called the Blue City
This guy gave me his address so I can send him the picture. He then showed me a collection of pictures people have already taken and sent him. He was posing with both Indians and Europeans alike. Other people just ask to take a picture for the sake of it.
Palee silmapiiril
All paremal nurgas: Commando Country
Päikeseloojang seisva purskkaevu kohal
She didn't notice them creeping up to her. Neither did she notice that one of these kids pinched her. What naughty kids alread before the age of ten.
On The Rocks bar. The drinks came without ice, ironically.
Ajmer
I can't figure this out? Stiarway to heaven?
Pushkar. Arrival.
Our favourite place in Pushkar. Even the picture on the menu is from Austria, from Karoline's home place. I guess India doesn't provide good enough views...
This is one peaceful creature
Shopping
Street food in colours
Our Israeli companion Itamar
Our Chilean mate Domingo
Special lassi and mosquito spray for a good night
Morning view from the rooftop
On our way out from Pushkar. Over the hills with the bus.
Jaipur
The goat is hungry enough to eat a scooter. Either that or somebody was eating Indian sweets while driving...
Marble shop
Indian sweets
Since they have no power tools...
Rajasthani dance
He is very proud of what he is doing
This is actually the first fakeer I have seen so far. He is probably here for tourist bait.
Jaipur is calle The Pink City
Festival called Durga Puja ended this night. So we gather around, watch a play of a god killing a demon and then burn a statue.
This was the best place to see the show
Rooftop restaurant
Powercuts also affect good restaurants. Twice.
Railway station parking lot. Reminds me of Denmark. But there the bikes don't have engines.
Homewards. Sometimes they book only one berth for you. Then sleeping becomes gymnastics.
