Ranthambore to Jaipur
Mob (our driver) picked us up at ten thirty for the hop to Jaipur. Loved this lady soon after we set off.
Not such a long haul today, just a hundred and twenty miles. But, 2566 kilometres from Beez Neez or forty-five hours in a car........
We went from massive fields of newly cleared wheat growing to almost sand dunes.
Below these huge shopping bags are hard working tractors, the last of these three had people asleep on the load.
A nearly dry river bed.
The other side of the river was very arid.
Loved this home made truck.
Not a bad road.
Donkeys made a nice change and then an old favourite.
How many people can you fit in a trailer behind a tractor ??? Lots.
More shopping bags.
Are we in Morocco. Loads of camels out for a stroll.
Nerves of steel required to sit on the roof. Heavily laden trailer.
One that got it wrong.
Did I mention thinking about being in Morocco..... Palms and camels.
Crossing the railway line.
A by-pass in build for five years......
Sandstone and marble yard.
On the outskirts of Jaipur Hanuman and then Shiva.
Local shops and hill temples have become the norm.
Hundred of steps for the faithful, major tunnel takes us to The Pink City proper.
Wedding season continues apace – this groom nervously arrives atop a white pony. Central Park – the biggest in Jaipur, has a five kilometre jogging or walking track and also has a 206 feet high first day and night monumental National flag with the flag of 28 feet wide and 72 feet in length. It is the tallest tricolour of the country. Statue Circle is a memorial built to pay tribute to the founder of Jaipur city, Maharaja Sawai Jai Singh II who holds an astrological diagram (he loved all things celestial and built the observatory).
A rather grand building.
A huge new build and All Saints, ‘opened for Divine Service on the 25th of December 1876’.
Traffic was suspiciously quiet for a Friday at two o’clock, but it is a school holiday. I see an interesting emporium, Oh dear.....
We passed a huge pile of debris, turned at the chaotic bus station and arrived at our digs.
Our bed (like a floor board) was at the far end of what seemed like a dark corridor, Bear tested it out after unpacking. Our digs, twenty pounds a night including breakfast is a heritage building so we must explore, but for now tired bunnies.
ALL IN ALL MANY CHANGES IN SCENERY
LOTS TO SEE