Showing posts with label Pushkar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pushkar. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 February 2014

LAST STOP RAJASTHAN- Udaipur and Pushkar (again!), India

.....previously, rats, Rajputs and redtape in the Indian desert.......

After the stress of Delhi, all we wanted was a clean place to stay with hot water, friendly people and less traffic. After another freezing train trip, we found most of what we were after in Udaipur, a pretty town on a huge lake, with many lovely havelis (old ornate houses originally built by rich merchants), and a somewhat more upmarket feel than when we last visited. This was the town for a slight splurge- we thought we deserved it! There were so many beautiful rooms in Udaipur, and with the town being famous for artists, the paint jobs were carefully executed, unlike the usual slipshod jobs we were used to! We found a spotless yet character-filled room, complete with coloured glass in the windows, Rajasthan style murals on the walls and a steaming hot solar shower for $9!

We were slightly disappointed when, on our second day, the heavens opened and the rained poured down all day and night- the staff at the hotel said they’d never seen anything like it! But luckily, the weather soon turned, and the days became sunny and warm, and although the nights were cool, it was a big improvement on the last couple of months.
Apparently, the current royal family has put quite a push on tourism, and we saw more foreign tourists here than anywhere else on our trip in India. There is a lot to see, however, and we were kept busy sightseeing during the day and snuggling down in our lovely soft, warm bed at night!


Richard sipping a kulhad coffee (just a cappuccino really!)

Shop selling used dentures


A lot of the sights in Udaipur involve climbing hills surrounded by flowering gardens, and admiring the glorious views of the two large lakes, Pichola and Fateh. The sparkling waters, with white palaces on the water’s edge with lush islands floating in the middle and hills in the background are spectacular, and the walks were well worth the effort.


Lake Pichola, Udaipur

More lovely lake views, Udaipur

Bells on a hilltop temple, Udaipur

Early evening on our hotel rooftop, Udaipur

Lake Pichola, Udaipur


The main tourist area is around Gangaur Ghat on the edge of Lake Pichola, and the Jagdish Vishnu Temple is the centrepiece among the traffic filled narrow streets. We admired the detailed carvings here, despite the loud music coming from the temple that woke us up before six every morning.


Outside Jagdish Tmeple, Udaipur

Detailed carvings, Jagdish Temple, Udaipur

Google-eyed deity, Jagdish Temple, Udaipur

Washing at the ghats in Udaipur

Our gloomy first day in Udaipur

.....and when the sun came out

Pink washing, Udaipur ghats

A bull posing, Gangaur Ghat, Udaipur


Also around the ghat was the gorgeous Bagore-ki-haveli, and despite the restoration work going on here, we marvelled at the “Rajasthan”-style designs we love, with mirrors galore, colour, paintings, courtyards, lake views and carved stone. Two rooms had unusual displays. One had a huge number of turbans (which, apparently show social and economic standing- we never knew that) of various castes, some of which seemed very specific ie. “This is worn by accountants from the Shekawati region” or “Only the producers and exporters of oil from Jaipur would wear this style”. The other display was a room full of polystyrene carvings of as random things as the Eiffel Tower!


A gorgeous room decorated in mirrored mosaic, haveli, Udaipur

Getting creative in the haveli!


Udaipur is also famous as the place where the 1982 film Octopussy, with Roger Moore was filmed (and less so for The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, with Judy Dench), and we remembered on our last visit not being able to eat dinner in any restaurant without the movie blaring out. This time, however, we had to search it out, and joined our new Danish friend, Sarah, for a Bond evening. A few days later, Richard and I visited the Vintage Car Museum and saw the Rolls Royce Phantom from the film in person, along with many other evocative cars with colourful royal histories (one of the Maharajas is a car fanatic).

It was in Udaipur where we began to feel run down. We’d gotten to the sad stage where we were tired, and ready for a change. It’s a shame, because we may not have fully appreciated all the sights we were seeing. But it happens in this huge, crazy country- so many things that are charming to begin with often turn annoying after 6 months. No doubt, though, as soon as we leave we will be dying to get back; it’s always the way it works!

A mix up with our train from Udaipur saw us ending up back in Pushkar, instead of Bundi, as we had planned (another long story!). Although we would have liked to return to Bundi after visiting it so many years ago, we decided it was fate to end our trip to India in our favourite place of our six months here.


Little cutie on the train to Ajmer

Typical signs at an Indian train station

Fellow passenger, train to Ajmer

Glamour on the tracks, train to Ajmer


In our two month absence from Pushkar the weather had fined up, and we scored a great little basic room away from the bustle of the main town, near the lake, with a view of flower gardens, and the morning and afternoon sunshine, which we took full advantage of.

Mostly our days were spent doing the rounds of our favourite cafes and restaurants (so much good eating in this town!), meeting and chatting with new people, starting some belated research for Iran, watching cheeky monkeys entertain, stocking up on clothes and other things for our upcoming travels (prices are ridiculously cheap here, and we love the “Pushkar style”!), enjoying sunsets (not so many sunrises this time!) and observing yet more weddings (this really is the town to for nuptials- we even saw one with five couples).


Combining research and food!


We were dreading leaving this oasis, and returning to Delhi, but the knowledge that it would only be for one night before our big adventure travelling to Iran and beyond, kept us enthusiastic!


Friday, 29 November 2013

PUSHKAR CAMEL FAIR 2013

.......previously forts and lakes in Chittorgarh and Pushkar town.......

Warning! This blog post has many, many photos of camels- proceed at your own risk!!

One of the biggest festivals in all of India is the Pushkar Camel Fair, where traders come from all over the state, and further afield, to buy and sell livestock- mostly camels, but also beautiful horses and cattle. Usually, we try to avoid big events and crowds in India, because, in our experience, an overexcited male dominated mass-assemblage is not comfortable for Sally, or particularly enjoyable for either of us. But, having heard many good things about this particular festival from fellow travellers, we decided it would be a unique thing for us to see once in our lives. 


Early morning fire


As it turned out, although there were crowds, it was nowhere near as busy as we had imagined (apart from the very last day), and as the camel traders all brought their families with them, there were nearly as many women selling goods at stalls, or shopping themselves, while their men tended to the business of selling their camels, horses etc. The overall atmosphere was one of good spirits with foreign tourists, Indian tourists, locals and villagers mingling in a good natured manner. 



Old woman at market






Old woman at market

Collecting camel dung for fuel






There were two main areas of focus for the Fair. One was the mela ground, or stadium, where shows were put on throughout the day and evening, mainly for foreign tourists, and were generally quite cheesy, but fun. Events such as the best moustache, troupes of dancing girls, best decorated camel, and turban tying for foreigners were very popular, and we took a back seat to the hundreds of expensive-camera toting tourists pushing and shoving, all vying for the best shots. Various parades and sporting events went on, with some of the traditional village games involving a local team competing with a team of clumsy foreigners. Side happenings were performing monkeys, which we hated to see, and families with kids performing acrobatics, which, strangely, we didn’t mind so much. We gave the “dancing horses” a miss. Almost as good as the show was watching the other tourists. Particularly hilarious were the rich package tourists in their “Indian” clothes, with their guides, handing out money left, right and centre to anyone who asked them. There were evening cultural concerts with music and dancing staged, but in between the crowds, the bad sound system and the COLD weather, we usually turned in early, and concentrated on the day events.


Lovely to see women dancing

Dressed for the Gods

Acrobatics

Little gymnast waiting her turn

So much color

Shiva even made an appearance!

Beautiful bling

Gorgeous schoolgirls waiting for their dance

The camera-wielding hordes


Competitor for the best decorated camel

She was so confident...

....but concentrating hard!

A contestant in the "best moustache" competition ( his reached the ground when unrolled!)

Another competitor

Silly tourists getting in knots


The other area of focus, which we much preferred, was the actual trading area for the camels, and to a lesser extent, horses. There was dozens of hectares of small groups of camels of all colours, sizes and ages, along with their photogenic owners, squatting in huddles waiting for buyers, as far as the eye could see. Although those hard core tourist photographers were still present in this area (sometimes making us cringe with their antics, such as stuffing their cameras in people’s faces), along with persistent little kids wanting money for trinkets or photos, it was such a huge area, and everything was very spread out. Richard was particularly mesmerized with this part of the Fair at sunrise, as you will see from the enormous amount of photos he took!






Taking a break

Japanese tourists




Negotiations going on






So cute!







In between the two areas was a market street selling everything one could want for their camels, including saddles, nose pegs, rope, and hundreds of other paraphernalia for which we had no idea the purpose! Behind, there was a carnival set up mainly for the villagers, but was certainly fun to watch. There were no less than five Ferris wheels, dozens of dodgy-looking rides, and an intriguing looking human circus.


Market stalls

Look more like rolling pins than knives!

Camel nose pins

Woman market seller

Camel "stuff" for sale


The Camel Fair took place over 10 days, with the final days coinciding with the most auspicious full moon of the year, so the activity and number of people grew and grew, and during the climax on the last day, Pushkar’s streets and ghats were transformed into a river of people and activity, and there was constant noise from the Brahma temple for more than 24 hours. 


Crowded ghats during the festival


Even before the start of the Fair, there was much to see during the several days build-up, so by the time everything was over, and most of the traders, pilgrims and rich tourists had left the area, we were quite exhausted! We stayed on for a while to see the transformation back to the quiet little town we remembered, and then set off for a new destination.











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