Basically Monica, Jenny and I went on a two-week road trip, covering the main tourist hot-spots: Rajasthan, the Golden Triangle and Varanasi. We spent a lot of time in the car coming to terms with the insane traffic and Indian way of life. Our main event for each day usually consisted of visiting old palaces, forts or havelis, with a camel safari thrown in there.
|I don't think they have the concept of "vintage" in India. Rather, old things are just "old."|
|In the "office" of our hotel.|
|The rewarding conclusion.|
|In the clothing section of a street sale.|
Right as we arrived at Humayun's Tomb, the weather took a dark and stormy twist: a damp breeze started to fill the air and the sky turned a shade of orange.
|The winds blew dust into the air and pulled leaves and small branches from the trees.|
|Birds gathered and flew around in flocks.|
|Jenny in front of the palace.|
Our driver recommended a place for us to eat dinner. We were skeptical at first, but ended up loving the meal.
|Let the staring begin.|
|Quick bite to eat.|
|Heading into the Red Fort to see a sound and light show (in Hindi).|
|A familiar sight--enormous amounts of hay being pulled behind a tractor with people sitting on top.|
|Unfortunately, another familiar sight--piles of trash lining the roads.|
|At our hotel in Mandawa.|
|Havelis are private mansions where rich Indians and British colonial families used to live. Now most of them have been taken over by normal Indian families.|
|They really pigeon-holed themselves.|
|An antique shop in Mandawa.|
|Monica found her street.|
|Our tour guide for the day.|
After we checked out, they showed us the "special room" where the walls were covered with ornate multi-colored mirrors. I guess this is India's version of the honeymoon suite.
|In the lobby of the Mandawa Heritage Hotel.|
|I love all the different school uniforms for Indian children.|
|"And here, please take note of our unique use of trash instead of grass..."|
|Lots of downtime in the car...|
We got to an area with countless wind turbines owned by the Indian military. This technology seemed out of place and mysterious.
We made it to Kuhri Village, a small village seemingly devoted to providing camel safaris for tourists, but not in an in-your-face kind of way. I was actually impressed by the way everything was run and organized, and this turned out to be my favorite experience in India.
|Huts were an option for sleeping instead of camping.|
We were told there was no chance of rain, that it hadn't rained for two years.
Can you believe it started raining as soon as we started our expedition! This was a sign of good luck for the people in the village, and it felt like a sign for us, too.
|Heading straight into the storm.|
|Rainbow in the desert.|
|Smiling for the camera.|
|I like how this almost looks like a snowy winter scene.|
|The camels rested, too.|
|This guy slept on the sand near the camel. He said he didn't sleep too well, but he had a good attitude about it.|
|The camels have cool "tattoos" here.|