Sunday 8th February 2015
I woke up super early this morning at about 5am thinking
that was sleep done for the night but after a quick pee stop I was back in bed
and by the time I woke up it was late. I felt pretty good apart from being ridiculously
tired and so got up got ready for the day and headed to breakfast.
I had a hankering for porridge so that’s what I got and it
went down a treat we didn’t have anything planned for today and ended up just
lying on the grass in the sun all day reading and then getting food and having
a picnic.
Late afternoon the weather changed and the sky rumbled with
thunder the sky clouded over and it became windy and cold. We had planned to
climb another hill to watch another sunset but the coming weather put a damper
on our plans.
As we sat chilling the guesthouse guys appeared setting up
heaps of chairs and tables it turned out that the grassy area was to be used
for a pre wedding gathering spot and so we watched as people flowed in and ate
and drank and danced to obnoxiously loud drums. Small children kept climbing
all over Marks bike which I found hilarious but he was less amused, I started
taking photos which only encouraged them much to his annoyance (although he hid
it well) Eventually they left the groom looking as if it was the worst day of
his life and everyone else having an absolute ball.
We ended up watching several episodes of Parks and Rec and chilling with the dude that runs the place we are staying before heading out for food.
The Sad Groom is the one in white
We ended up watching several episodes of Parks and Rec and chilling with the dude that runs the place we are staying before heading out for food.
We had the most ridiculously cheap Thali at just 50 Rupees
each (NZ $1) and it was unlimited meaning I ate far more than was necessary for
one person to eat and then got two chocolate bars on the walk back!
I felt like I was about to explode and the only thing I
could do was lay in bed and read and try not to be sick.
Monday 9th February 2015
This morning was another slow start by the time we got
moving for breakfast the morning was gone and by the time we were done it was
midday. The sun was shining and we were feeling lazy so we sat in the sun a bit
and I finished my book.
After a while we decided we should probably make a move and
so got on the bike and drove to Ajmer the plan was to chill in the park by the
lake there for a while but that lasted about 5mins until a massive crowd had
surrounded us all wanting pictures and we had to run away.
We hiked up a hill to Taragarh which is a temple on the hill
which we didn’t actually go inside but the view of the city was pretty
spectacular. The way up the hill was lined with beggars, stray dogs and plenty
of goats and pigs, we also saw the most bizarre sight of two ostriches in a
tiny stone cage on the side of the path understandably looking like they hated
life.
After being in Pushkar which is a holy city (no meat, no
alcohol, no eggs etc.) Ajmer was crazy with every second shop being a butcher
with dead carcasses hanging everywhere and animals waiting to be slaughtered
confined to tiny cages watching their peers be hacked up. We stopped for lunch
but even after several repeated conversations the ‘dahl’ that came tasted like
chicken so I just ate the (amazing) naan bread.
We drove back to Pushkar and stopped by the samosa shop for
me to have second lunch then chilled in the sunshine with books.
We attempted to go watch the sunset but couldn’t find the
stairs leading up to the temple we wanted to go to and we kept being mobbed by
children so we gave up, turning the bike around we almost fell in a rubbish pit
which would have been a complete disaster.
We returned to camp and did sweet fuck all until it was an
appropriate time to eat again. We went and ate at one of the rooftop restaurants
in town we were so lazy that we drove there ate a shit load (including two
desserts for me!) and then went back to the tent.
Tuesday 10th February 2015
The plan was to leave Pushkar this morning but as we got
packed up Mark fucked his neck (which was a little bit karmic as id just told
him off for making fun of the dude chanting in the next tent over) so we
decided driving 350km to Agra probably wouldn’t be the best thing.
We went and had some munch and then Mark got a massage while
I wondered about the market and resisted buying new pants.
Back at our accommodation we spent most of the day laying out
in the sun reading, napping and picnicking.
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