(For photos of Jaipur, click here)
arrived in Jaipur on the evening of 21, we reach our hotel by rickshaw.
The next day, after sleeping in interrupted by pesky pigeons, we take a bicycle rickshaw to reach the old city.
We strolled in this whole town pink, visited a temple, and are mounted on a roof to enjoy the bustle of the city.
should know that Jaipur is the capital of Rajasthan , which is the largest Indian state in terms of area. Jaipur
means "City of Victory", Jai meaning victory, and pure, city.
Did you know? (topic to replace the more or less useful information I learned and I do not know what to do)
There are many cities in India whose name ends with pure (Jaipur, Jodhpur , Udaipur, ...) and too many cities whose name ends with-bad (Ahmedabad, Aurangabad, Allahabad, ...). The differences between these means is that pure Hindu cities and towns-bad Muslim.
You do not care? Okay so it continues ...
On the way to the City Palace, an Indian boy interrupts us, and we have seen the scam that we named "The scam letter of love" :
Myth: Indians do not lack inventiveness rip off tourists -> TRUE!
To make it fast, the young man asked us why tourists do not want to discuss with him. He said it was because every time an Indian we spoke, it was to sell us something or we bring in a shop. The young man, a little sticky but nice, we follow a few meters and tells me he has a friend in France, he would write him a letter in French, and would like me to dictate in English I write to him.
Even if you're in a hurry, I do it, and I write his letter. I give it and decide to leave, then the young man told me that it seems like all the time getting ripped off, this time it will give me a necklace for my trouble. He asks us to follow not far away, and a "comrade" agree with him. A friend who was also in the process of alpaguer tourists incidentally. We walk with them 2 minutes, then begins to want to turn back. One of the young men took me by the shoulder, Thibault gets angry, and we're going ...
Once again, they would have taken to a shop where they have been commissioned ... I still I was grown in the world of Care Bears ... It made me decide to be more skeptical and dry with the Indians ...
We finally visit the City Palace (home of the Maharaja of Jaipur) late in the day, very pretty, but it is forbidden to take pictures in almost all buildings, it is a pity, I would have shown you ...
After a quick dip in the pool at our hotel, we went to the Raj Mandir cinema , reputed to be one of the most beautiful cinemas in India. So we had the opportunity to see " Hadippa , "a Bollywood film - with some in Hindi and English words and phrases - but it was not very difficult to understand history ...
Basically, Bollywood films, it just all the same: a story of impossible love, music, dance, and most importantly, we do not kiss! It only suggests
... Our film had the distinction of dealing with the passion of Indian No. 1: The cricket !
The film was ultimately a flop, I'm actually asleep, and we left before the end (in same time the movie lasted 3 hours with an intermission) but atmosphere in the room was INCREDIBLE. The public reacts to everything that happens on the screen: cries of joy, laughter, indignation ... It's impressive and very funny!
The next day we went to Amber Fort , 30 minutes by bus from Jaipur. Very very nice! To reach the top, it jumps a lot, but it's worth the effort: a magnificent panorama at the top waiting for us ...
Back in Jaipur, we visited the Palace of Winds (Hawa Mahal). The palace has five storeys and is built in the famous pink stone from Jaipur. The facade overlooking the street consists of 950 windows, and the wind that slips through small openings creates a specific sound that has earned its name to the palace. These windows also allowed the women of the harem of the bustle of the street without being seen.
We then went to collect our belongings because we left the hotel by bus at night the same evening. Leaving the hotel, we hit Nolwenn, a girlfriend of my class at school, who had just finished his semester at another university in India, and traveling alone in India ... Another amazing coincidence ! Discount
of my emotions, we take our overnight bus towards Jaisalmer ...
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