July 19th
– 21st
Operating on a
suggestion from Rahul and Guruji was decided to track down and stay
at the anuraag villa near downtown Jaipur. We found the place easily
and it turned out to be a quaint little guest house with fairly
priced rooms and a large outdoor area with a restaurant and various
marble statues. We sat down for breakfast while our room was being
prepared and who should walk up to us but Rahul himself. Totally
surprised, we accepted his invitation to have breakfast in their room
as they were packing up to head out. Guruji was very pleased to see
us but both of them chastised me for not answering their phone calls
(I purposely did not keep my phone on me because I didn't really care
to receive calls from them). We had our breakfast and they spewed
some of the same ideas they had been talking about in Gangotri.
Guruji read us some of his poetry but could not get through the whole
thing without explaining each line and then having Rahul translate.
It rather took away from the flow.
Eventually our room
was ready and Rahul and Guruji took off to continue their spiritual
journey so we said our goodbyes. Leslie and I got our room and spent
some time appreciating being out of the rain and not having to walk
anywhere.
We worked up the
energy to go out and find food. I had been craving meet for the
longest time since we hadn't eaten well the previous week. We sought
out a place that sold tandoori chicken and both got some meat. It was
delicious but did not sit well at all with my stomach which was not
used to meat or rich food in general. That evening we had meat again
in the form of a kebab role that was made at well known kebab shop on
the main drag in Jaipur. After our kebab we found a hotel bar and had
a few beers while talking about life back in the states as well as
reflecting on our trip.
The next day we got
suggestions from the manager of the villa, a man named Om, and set
out to do some sightseeing and shopping in what is known as “the
pink city” or old Jaipur. Old Jaipur is walled and all of the
buildings are the same color which is more of a light orange than
pink but I get what they are talking about.
The whole area is full of
bazaars that are known for jewelry and fabrics, two things that come
out of Rajasthan. We wandered through the two main streets that were
both lined with shops selling all sorts of handicrafts. We were
constantly told “yes, please come in” or “hello sir or maam”
by every tout on the street. We were among a very select few tourists
who had chosen this day to shop so the money in our pockets was in
especially high demand. We came across a shop that was selling
handmade quilts and Leslie wanted to take a look so we went in. After
seeing a few of them I decided that I would like to buy one as well
since they were only going for about $30. We haggled with the guy who
was actually very nice and made the experience enjoyable rather than
stressful. He would mime his head being chopped off when we suggested
a low price but we eventually settled on a price that was about 40%
off the original and each walked away with a quilt to decorate our
future rooms.
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| My Quilt |
For dinner we
decided to go back to the kebab place and get a couple of kebabs and
some beers to go and bring them back to the sanctuary of our guest
house. We chowed down and then watched the most recent star trek
movie on TV while drinking beer. It was great since we hadn't had any
tv or mindless entertainment since arriving on this subcontinent.
That night, due to
some virus or maybe something I ate, I got a really bad headache and
felt a little feverish and therefore did not sleep well at all. The
next morning we had planned to go out and see the rest of the sights
that came with the ticket we had got the day before, but I was
feeling terrible and exhausted so I decided to stay in for the day
and sleep. Leslie cruised off into the city on her own and saw a
museum and the amber fort which she would have to tell the story of
and show pictures of.
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