this one is very different… gay.

Hello!

Fresh water, cigarette, chocolate, biscuit, toilet paper?

 In Pushkar I’d say I heard that line more than anything else that I’ve ever heard in my entire life. Ask me when I get back, it’s slow and completely monotone and keeps going even when your 5 metres past the old turbaned bearded man who is saying it. So back to a day by day synopsis:

Where I left off last, was the morning. I think we went straight back to the ‘Techno Chai Shop’ for another bhang lassi. As a result, my recall of the day is a little hazy. There were a few notables. Ash spewed after eating bad curry. We ate at the same place, it was like a buffet, I ate everything she did minus the bad looking curry and the bad looking custard. Rightfully so it seems. Erm, whilst casually walking around town, near the Brahma temple, a Pushkar madri gras (of sorts) was taking place. A bunch of 30 or so unichs were marching loud and proud down the main road, looking fine in their beautiful mirrored saris with their strong masculine shoulders (and stubble). We kind of got stuck in it and had to run through it which was quite a bit of fun. So once we’d gotten a fair way ahead of these lovely ladies, a stampede of cows (2), came charging through the main road. Narrowly avoiding Ash and I and nudging some screaming woman on the way past. About 2 minutes later some old guy walked through the crowd yelling something I couldn’t understand, but I think the flavour was, “Fucking cows come back here!” Had another special lassi, and saw a couple of rabbis walking down the main road. There is a lot of Israelis in India, and especially in Pushkar, occasionaly people will give us a shalom! Ofcourse I oblige with a return shalom, tho I don’t really see how I look like any of those dirty jews. In the evening we found a beautiful place called the sunset cafe. There we sat on a ghat in a hat. We watched the sunset, which was amazing, and after fending off dudes wanting to sell, hash, ganja, opium… and then jewellry, a husband and wife musician couple found us and played some sort of song, him on some sort of violinesque instrument, with both singing. It was good, in a way. Thanked them with Rs 50. Made it home…

Next day was complete bludge day, we did absolutely nothing. Ate and slept, which is pretty standard.

Next day, again we did a whole lot of nothing, maybe a bit of shopping. Ate in an Israeli rooftop restaurant in the evening and enjoyed some special balls, spent the night making fun of the group of Aussies up there, who just simply weren’t as cool as us (obviously). Bought some more chocolate balls for the 6:45am bus leaving the next morning.

We actually made the bus with time to spare. Read a book in the 5 hours it took to get here in Johdpur. The second we got off the bus all these people come running over offering there guesthouse as the best. So that was no problem, agreed to go to this one guys guesthouse, and he told the rickshaw where to take us. Ofcourse, he decided he would take us to another guesthouse that pays commissions to him. After saying no to the owner, who gave us a whole speech on how great his place was, the rickshaw driver explained that this was his brother. He obviously wasn’t but it sounded ok, so we went with it. Had a rest and went exploring Jodhpur. Jodhpurs a bit shit. It’s like any other Indian city, in that its full of indians, and shit. But atleast it’s blue. Ate and slept. Today, we got a rickshaw upto Rajasthans most regarded fort, and took anaudio tour. The place is pretty sweet, I wouldn’t mind living there. Came back home and then came to the internet cafe. About half way through this post it started hailing and the power cut out. Luckily, I’m getting used to this completely shit and unreliable electricity network and made regular saves. Was kind of cool sitting in a pitch black internet cafe (of 5 computers) whilst the rest of Jodhpur was falling apart in the hail and wind. It’s dried up a bit now, and Ash is about to piss on my face so it’s best we got going.

Ash leaves for the ashram tomorrow.

Laters.

~ by shayolden on February 11, 2007.