Blog 2 Jodhpur
I will begin by stating that this trip has begun with an unmatchable wow. From the cultural sights, mouth watering spiced foods, the curious people watching on tuc tuc beeping market streets, to the mamma mia 'is this for me?! 'Bedrooms (i mean villas or 12th century queen quarters) an the exquisite artistry and workanship.... this trip has been heart fillingly fascinating for me. And im only on day 2.
So maginifcent we are calling it the buddymoon.
Anyways, here goes my attempt to illustrate my day in jodhpur:
Jodhpur, aka the walled city, is Rajaasthan 2nd largest city of over 1.5 million. City known as the trade city durinf silk road times, for its textiles and embroidery, festivals, andmilitary presence (locates only a wink away from pakistan). Also the city ho,ds a vegetarians plus stance, as a token of respect twds 85% of city pop.: of brahamans and jaines, who also exclude food that grows into land. The brahaman community is also identified by the blue painted homes. Blue is a sacred color referencing the almi sky, the hindu gods (some illustrated blue skin tones), and finally also serving as a cooling tool for this highly radiated dessert community.
Sophia, Reet and i landed in 85 dry but delish degreed weathered Jodhpur, wonderfully received by our days guide and driver in a newly baptized toyota van. Off we go zipping through motorcycle filled, bike beeping, sari'd women carrying buckets of steel over their heads, and donkeys and ownerperforming their trash collecting duties. We also craftily maneuver around holy and some very center of attention prone cows comfortably sitting in the middle of the highways.
-her royal cowness:- Cows in india are considered sacred, from what i understood, due to their "milky mother" nature of once having provided the primary source of nutrition, thuslife sustinance for hindus. This is revealed by cows simplys roaming free, without ownership, just adding to the city's bustle as another street commoner, who nonchelantly raid trash bins. Quite an entertaining site. they are cared for by the community, who feed them, and make sure they remain unharmed.
Getting initially a quick tempting glance at the market, we head directly to the 18month new awestriking abode: the Raas hotel. We are greeted by a team of premiere smiling staff where i received my first red dot and a mexico reminiscent lemonade. Myheart begins accelerating to an unrecognizable rhythm, and my goofy overjoyed face unable to be hidden. Is this really where i will be putting my feet up? Walking us thru their boutique styled but 'wrapped in magestic old red sand stoned' palace path, the 33bedroomed resort is timidly revealed, accompanied by the magnanimous Mehrangarh fort in the background. Welcome to your super sweet suite ma'm, i hope ur stay is of ur liking. I am in love.
The staff has been may favorite yet, amorous and tender indian eyed friendlyiness and hospitality; the fooooooood : a dream galore sprinkled with cumin. And our quarters the most spectacular ever. very Ooooo . la. La.
We royaltily rest for a bit and jump in to the resorts finger licking buffet. i cld get used to this.... And then we head to the mountains, where the impontente wall awaited. This 3 century (14-17) taken to build, once home of the maharaja, is known as a creation of "fairies and giants," and i can see why. with arabesquelike detailed carvings on red sand stone, gold leafed chambers, and imoressive wolverine type weaponry exhbits, this place is on top of the world. Walked amidst hundreds of local tourists, which was wonderful: Bangled newly weds fromshepard communitys, face covered teens respecting their elders, the cutest friendly precious moment eyes indian kids, and the opium smoking turbanned men...
The tour was followed by a market swelling with more incredible new to my eyes photo opps. The camera freak in me could not be soothed, sacrifising myself for the perfect pictures, as all tupes of motorized beasts rushed by missingme by a sesame seed. The walk also included a wallet molesting visit to theeeee textile nucleus of the wooooorld.
we were introduced to the best quality and variety of local, traditional, and made to order by premiere fashion designs. One seven steep stair floored, non airconditioned, im afraid i might get lost under all these fabrics, store, where the owner exhibited his variety of work.... Layers and layers of cheek rubbable stuff, we sit sipping our chai. Of course ending with la creme de la creme,such as designs manufactured specifically for hermes, enzo, luis vuitton, and some others my nonfashionista brain is dismissing. Needless to say, we wanted one in every color, and after hours and oooing and aaaing and shoelessly requesting to feel and try on all the kashmir throws and pashminas, we arrived to a restained shopping list :).
we return sensa soldi to hotel for an marvelous dinner, overfed by Sanjay, the reaorts food exec., and have a lullabyed sleep until 4:45am, when the mosque's imam started performing its sermon, clearing its throat right at the back of our
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