Loading dock where humans get on elephants |
Hajar and me on our elephant |
True to the pictures I’d always seen of the country, the elephant’s face was covered in brightly colored designs. Hajar gave her phone to our guide to take a picture and during the trip up the hill, also handed it to the man directing the elephant behind us to take a picture. I still can’t get over the colors and designs.. so beautiful! Once we got to the top, we found another person to take a picture of us from the ground, then got off and headed up to see the fort.
A line of elephants walking up to the fort |
Beautiful designs on the elephant’s face.. and painted toes! |
Hajar and me on an elephant (!) |
Amer Fort: Mirror palace selfie |
Amer Fort: Mirror palace wall and ceiling |
Amer Fort: More mirror palace wall and ceiling |
Amer Fort: Mirror palace wall |
Amer Fort: Mirror palace |
Amer Fort |
View from Amer Fort, city wall along the hills |
Amer Fort |
View of the saffron garden from Amer Fort |
Inside Amer Fort |
Garden in Amer Fort |
One thing I haven’t mentioned yet is the peddlers…. They’re everywhere! Up until today, they only spoke English to us. They’ve been around most places we’ve gone, peddling all sorts of little souvenirs that our guides and driver tell us will fall apart. Before leaving the fort, our guide warned us that a guy would walk up with pictures he had taken of us on the elephant and at first try to charge one amount, then if we kept walking would eventually get down to 100 rupees and follow us to the bottom of the hill. Sure enough, as soon as we walked out, our friend “Giorgio Armani” appeared and started giving me prices just as the guide promised. The funny thing is that he was speaking to me in Spanish! He quickly went down to 200 rupees (in Spanish), then stopped following when we stepped out of the gates. We hoped he would reappear as we wanted to buy the pictures, but unfortunately, he didn’t. Our guide said he must have had good business that day so he didn’t need to follow us.
Saffron garden and Amer Fort |
From there we drove Wind Palace, a Jaipur pink building in the city, and took pictures from the road.
Hawa Mahal, Wind Palace |
Our next and final stop of the day was City Palace. The doorways in one of the areas were amazing, some in beautiful green, others adorned with peacock figures. They were setting up red carpet and flowers for a wedding that night. Our guide told us that to rent that area and decorate, it would be about one million rupees ($15,000). After looking around the palace, we walked through a museum that showed clothing and weapons of the time, and saw the room where the royal family still holds functions today.
Entrance to City Palace |
Bronze door into City Palace |
City Palace in the pink city |
City Palace: red carpet for a wedding |
City Palace: Green door, red reflecting from the carpet |
Flowers for the wedding |
City Palace |
Peacock details over a doorway |
Museum in City Palace |
City Palace |
Camel carriages |
Horse carriages and camel saddles on the ground |
Finishing a rug |
Ready for a wedding |
Wedding venue |
Construction site |
For dinner, we went to a place a lady on my second flight had recommended, and that our friend Avanti recommended called Chokhi Dhani. It’s somewhere between a themed restaurant and amusement park and we loved it. We purchased traditional Rajastani dinner tickets (700 rupees, $9.70), then headed in. They had lots of areas where there were dancers, food vendors (10-20 rupees), midway-type games, stores, animal rides, a small man-operated ferris wheel, a village where they’d built houses representative of different Indian states and furnished them with typical furnishings, and more.
entrance to Chokhi Dhani |
We finally got to try pani puri, something we’d once tried at a friend’s house in the US, and we had my FAVORITE snack that I always buy from the Indian grocery store at home, chana jor garam. The man mixed chana jor garam, some other snack food, onions, some lemon juice and something green.. maybe parsley and put it into a paper cone. OH MY GOSH. It was sooooo good. My friend Vidur has been telling me to do something similar with the chana jor garam at home.
Dancers at Chokhi Dhani |
Man-powered ferris wheel |
We had to take our shoes off before entering the building where we would have dinner, and when we walked in we sat down on cushions, raised maybe five inches from the floor to sit down at a table just slightly higher than our cushions. The food was like what we had at Rajdhani, but instead of being on a metal tray, it was on a plate and in bowls that were made of some sort of leaves.. very delicate. The food was great but boy was it hot! My water bottle was empty and we couldn’t drink the water they’d given us, so we had to go without! Similar to Mexico, tourists shouldn’t have the water here (or ice..easy to forget!). Thankfully, they gave something on the plate that looked and tasted a bit like brown sugar, so I’d use that to cool down a little when needed. It cracked me up, while downing the spicy food at one point Hajar said, “I can’t believe the white girl’s beating me!”
Hajar and me having thali (the hat wouldn’t fit with my hair!) |
Dinner |
After eating we looked around a bit more, and some people asked to take a picture with us but we were thrilled because we finally got a picture with someone in a sari!
dancing |
On the way back, I finally caught a video of what I’ve previously described about driving in India… see it here: