Fellas,
I am writing to you from a little town called Pushkar. While we were in Varanasi we had booked a flight from Delhi to Udaipur. All we had to do was take an over night train to Delhi, but our simple 8 hours sleeper train turned into an epic 17 hour ride! We completely missed our plane and upon arrival in Delhi we were swarmed by taxi drivers at the train station. A somewhat honest tout quickly whisked us to a tourist office which helped us out. As not to waste time, we hired a car and driver and got on the road to Rajasthan. In the meantime our 'government' travel officer was going to try and get us a refund from the airline. Fingers crossed, but not holding our breath!
We drove that night to Agra, the home of the Taj Mahal. The next day we explored the city and sat in wonder of the Taj. Since then, we have made our way though the forts and palaces of Jaipur and now, we are in Pushkar, a holy city in the middle of the desert surrounding and oasis lake. This morning, I was blessed by a Brahmin priest with the sacred water of the lake and given a red smudge on the forehead. Sometmes you never know what is going to happen after breakfast!
We are heading to Jodphur tomorrow and then finally to our original destination, Udaipur!
Any word on the March "get-to-gether"?
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