Musings of an Ukraine Traveler

The State of Rajasthan

Jaipur--The Pink City

After visiting Delhi and Agra, we spent the rest of our two weeks touring only the state of Rajasthan. A large part of the state is covered by desert. This arid and desolate land bred a tough race of warriors, the Rajputs whose exploits, tales, art and architecture have left their mark on India. As a matter of fact I think most of us identify India with Rajputs --their turbans, their saris when in reality, the dress, food and customs of each region of India can be very different. Today every town in Rajasthan is renowned either for its painters, weavers, textiles, etc.

Outside of Agra we transferred vans and Mr. Singh, patient, accommodating, so knowledgeable,  drove and guided us through 4900 kilometers of the fascinating state of Rajasthan.


This is our hotel in the capital of Rajasthan--Jaipur. We arrived in Jaipur on November 12th, Diwali, the festival of lights which celebrates the return of the hero Rama from 14 years of exile. Marigolds and leaves from a special tree were every where. We  were the only guests as the hotel was in the process of remodeling and all the other hotels were full because of the holiday. We were glad to be here as we had traveled almost 400 Km from our safari at Ranthambhore Park


Jaipur, City of Victory, is a city of 2.32 million people. Begun in 1727, it is one of India's finest examples of a planned city. It is called the pink city because the many red sandstone buildings give off a pinking glow especially at sunrise and sunset. At one time it was the law to paint all buildings pink.


Believe it or not our first meal in Jaiput was at a local Pizza hut where we were included in the employee's religious ceremony of praying for their employer and the business. We were each given a bindi which is what you see on our foreheads as we relax in a local coffee shop afterwards.


Amit bought a box of traditional sweets and the girls and he bought fireworks to celebrate Diwali.       (Kelly)


With the help of the staff, we ( I just watched) set off fountains, cherry bombs, bottle rockets and ate the sweet, sugary confections.   (Maggie)


Everyone has to write with sparklers. Even I burned one. (Amy)

 I took over 200 pictures in India. Nearly everyone of us took many of the same shots both with digital and with still cameras. Most of the pictures on these pages are mine, but when someone had a different shot or perspective that I wanted to use, I have indicated who is the photographer. 

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