It must have been a joke; breakfast at 8am I am here and they have gone !, never mind the day starts broom broom :-).
We went up to the top of the hill to get a view over the city before we headed south to the Bishnoi Temple. Around 1500AD, some bright spark realised the world was doomed as it was consuming too many natural resources so he broke away from Hinduism, Buddhism and Jain and set up a new religion with its fundamentals in protecting what we have. This guy was wayyyyy ahead of his time. World leaders take note and China you didn’t invent this either. After this a nice bit of off roading to the Temple of the Royal Enfield, yes a temple to a motor bike. The annoying thing here was people trying to sell us Pom poms to hang from our handlebars !!! The price started at 200 and dropped to 40! We still were not tempted to look like a cheerleader troop on motorbikes, they seemed to think I was a Muslim, I am now getting worried coming back to the UK. We partook in the chat ritual and was off to the lunch spot which could be described as rustic or one step up from yesterday’s transport cafe as we did not have a cow trying to eat our food this
After this a nice bit of off roading to the Temple of the Royal Enfield, yes a temple to a motor bike. The annoying thing here was people trying to sell us Pom poms to hang from our handlebars !!! The price started at 200 and dropped to 40! We still were not tempted to look like a cheerleader troop on motorbikes, they seemed to think I was a Muslim, I am now getting worried coming back to the UK. We partook in the chat ritual and was off to the lunch spot which could be described as rustic or one step up from yesterday’s transport cafe as we did not have a cow trying to eat our food this time. After lunch the final ride into a more mountainous region with little villages, children running out to greet us and trying to high 5 us as we rode past, my poor left palm. Then we were riding through on village and Bourdain recognised a child, he had stopped in this village before years ago. Suddenly we were surrounded by children and the mother came out and invited us into her home for Chai!!! There was grandma having her hair done in the court yard, more and more children poured in! At first, they were scared then suddenly we were all friends they were fascinated by the camera function of the mobile phone, soon neighbours were looking over the high wall, followed by the family goat! It was magical to think these people with nothing invited us in, asked for nothing and still more children came. After 40 mins we left and I took my shema off and the children realised I was bald, they asked why? I said after three divorces your hair falls out! Of course that was lost on them but still, they were transfixed with this bald man with a beard. One reached to touch my head next thing 40 of them were smacking my head, I now know where the term slap head comes from !!! Yes there is video evidence of this. Of which I will attempt to convince the French to take off their iPhones 🙂 . After another 80 minutes we were pulling into our night stop, a run down Royal Palace which in its day would have been wonderful but sadly it was left in neglected and the present owner with little money is attempting to do the place up, slowly, very slowly but this is what gives it such charm, so a coldie down while I am writing this and I feel chilled , or in west coast speak “super” chilled.
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