Final days in Rajasthan

This trip has seen to have taken so long yet has flown by. I'm actually sad to be leaving my travel companions and I know I've made some good friends who I'll stay in touch with. It's funny how much you can connect with strangers in such a short period of time. It's like there's no need for self protective walls because we don't have to see each other again and the result is real, honest connections with people.

Our last stop in Rajasthan is Pushkar, a holy town which is set around a small lake that is said to have been created when Brahma dropped a lotus flower. Thus, it is a place for pilgrims and has one of the few temples to Brahma.

It is also a hippie heaven, thanks to the free flowing special lassies, and most of the town seems to be a bazaar that stretches on forever. The lake itself is surrounded by ghats that are used for ritual cleansing.



The most memorable part of Pushkar was the sunset camel ride through the not quite desert. It was also the annual kite flying festival, so the distant sky was filled with dots of kites flying impossibly high. The camel boys made marsala chai for us to drink as the sun set and the camels relaxed. My camel was called Jimmy.

On our final night, we travelled back to Delhi by overnight train, had a lot of fun but very little sleep in the cramped bunks. Arriving at 5.30am we ended out trip with a nap at the hotel before heading our separate ways. For me, a flight to Kerala and sunshine!


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