Thursday, October 31, 2013

'Murricans in the Pink City

Hey guys. Sorry for the lack of posting in the past week... we've been living it up here in Jaipur, Rajasthan. :D

Our second and final night in the ITC Rajputana involved ginger ale during happy hour, lounging on the beds (yes, beds) outside by the pool, and some bellydancing. There were a few musicians camped out by the pool playing their traditional instruments, so Marie and I decided to hang with them for a while. She got a tabla lesson:

And then she busted out her new didgeridoo and we hung out doing that for a while.

The next morning, after our delicious breakfast of Indian food and coffee milk, we headed out to explore Jaipur and get settled in at a new (cheap) hotel.

Ooh, they have Pizza Hut!

You think they're having a party for that?

There are a couple of Singer stores in the Jaipur bazaars! We seamstresses geeked out in here for a little while.




Some students from Haryana who were in Jaipur taking exams. They struck up a convo with me -- I suspect mainly to practice their English -- while Marie and I waited for Brij to get his shave from a guy on the street.


The view from the very excellent balcony where we spent a good deal of our third night in Rajasthan.

Jal Mahal, a temple in a lake.


View of Jaipur from the Tiger Fort. The city spraaaaaaaaawls forever, it seems.





Rajasthan: get carried away!


Marie headed off toward Ajmer/Pushkar a couple of days ago, and Brij and I stayed behind to roam Jaipur a little longer. It was hot in Jaipur. In Himachal, most of the Indian women wear salwar kameez, which are basically tunics over pants, with a scarf/shawl. It's pretty rare to see anyone in a sari except for a few beggars. Out here in Rajasthan, the sari thing is much more common. I mentioned that I'd like to get one -- it seems I never pack quite the right clothing -- and within a couple of minutes we had decided that we'd both get some traditional Indian clothes to wear for Diwali (which is basically just the Indian version of Halloween) this Sunday. After a full day of shopping and haggling -- at one point we had a guy offer to sell us a pair of shoes for 200 rupees, down from his original price of 1450, thanks to Brij's mad bargaining skillz -- we each had a new outfit in hand. Now all we've got to do is find a few pieces of jewelry and get some shoes for Brij and me some mehndi and we'll be ready to rock Diwali in whichever city we happen to find ourselves come Sunday......

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