May 30, 2011 | 6:00 A.M.
Pretty early, I know. I’m still hella tired from last night – we spent 5-6 hours at Adventure Island (not too long, we can easily spend the day at 6 Flags) but when its 105 degrees with little to no wind, the sun really dehydrates and tires you out. Akash and Lucky (16 and 18) were sooo nice, gave me a leg massage last night just because. Personally, I think they’re sucking up to me, now I just have to figure out why. I’m writing as we drive to Jaipur – we should be there by noon at the latest.
We’ll be doing a lot of sightseeing there, basically. Our driver (family driver, really, and sort of a friend now, especially with Akash) is Sonu, around my age (I think..definitely under 25 though), and HELLA cute. No seriously, complete cutie. He’s muscular toooo. *drool* He needs a shave and a non-fobby haircut and should maybe live in a dark room for a month to get rid of excessive tanning but oh well, he definitely has potential. Lol sorry, I’ll stop now.
Have I mentioned that the malls here are amazing? Better even than some malls in the US. Same brand names and prices as the US but still, very cool. The one thing that really gets to me is the weird security concerns here – they scan your bag every time you go to a mall and they pat you down before you can enter. Its so strange – they do the same thing at the Metro and the movie theaters. Effects of terrorism I suppose?
WOW this road is bumpy and my handwriting is getting terrible. Sigh, maybe I shall wait until its not so bumpy BBL.
Trying again, the road is a little bit better. Also, there are flies in the car and it sucks. But I will suck it up and persevere! We just had breakfast (pretty yummy) and a glass of cold coffee, and are back on the road now.
I’m in Rajasthan! Time to go ride some camels. Also, its mad sunny now, get ready for another blisteringly hot day folks.
Apologize is playing in the car. Amazing, an English song! BRB singing along.
Teehee, Akash is in the front DJ’ing and being an ashole to passing cars. SMH Indians not born in countries that are not India will never reach the same degree of refinement I feel like. Bandha ban man.
Dude if you look at pix, I must be so tan now.
The color of the sky here is as if somebody put a sepia photofilter on medium opacity over the blue. Its a powdery, dustry, washed out hue but it has its own antique sort of charm. Most things here in India feel that way – washed out, but charming all the same. It feels nice to be driving down this road
9:45 A.M. | Sharing the Road With a Camel
Appropriate because a camel is the preferred mode of transport here in Jaipur. In all of Rajasthan really. You can add the camel with its cargo of goods, locals, or tourists t othe plethora of autos, rickshaws, flatbeds, trucks, cars, bicycles, motorcycles, scooters, wheelbarrows, and pedestrians. OH AND COWS. And goats, I’ve seen goats. Also donkeys. And buses, yeah. Rubble lines the highway and the journey is interspersed with little villages and dhabas on either side.
Every time the wind picks up, its only 1/2 a blessing. I’ve definitely said this before but its true! Dust storms are the norm in Delhi, and I’m sure the same can be said for Rajasthan. Reag (Like rake but with a g)-iss-thaan. The land of Reth. (Earth, soil, that kinda vibe).
Dust storms. Aandhi. When they happen, you seek cover or plan for a good scrub-down when you get back home. Dust everywhere, it swirls up prettily, a unique and magical mist of India, only its not caused by the early morning dew or a magical spell. Its a pretty dirty spectacle, if you don’t mind the pun.
At the rate I’m going, I’ll fill this whole notebook up in no time.
Everywhere I go, I seem to be scouting out gifts for you all. Friends and family. I even bought my mom a suit + kurti when I went shopping in Karol Bagh.
Ab bas mehndi rage gai. Definitely going to get me some mehndi here in Jaipur in the evening. Will take pictures of course.
And the sun continues to beat down as the dust never quite settles.
Taio Cruz – Break Your Heart – just came on and I thought of mommy + home. Awww, when this song came on, mom would raise the volume herself and sing along. One of very few songs she knows.
Did I mention that a week has already gone by? I can’t believe it, vaca is already 1/4 over 😦 Craaazy. After Adventure Island though, I must admit, even NYC feels *cannot read word* and I do miss NY
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….Goat. We just hit one O.O
There are rosebushes on our right in the middle of the highway. India is so weird sometimes.
Tara Mandal, Birla Mandir, Spicy Pav Bhaji from a famous streetcart in Jaipur, and a superfast motorcycle ride.