Desert Trek, Day One!
Like I said last time, I had met up with a solid group: a trio of fellow Canucks, A great gal from the U.K. and a pair of French guys. We jumped into a truck and booked it out of the city to where we met our camels!
From there it was off into the desert!
Hey Gang! Sorry about the journal delay, I took a few extra jobs and got a bit busy!
I had a room…until the toilet cracked.
I was settled into a pretty good little room inside the fort walls so I took a walk around the city, when I returned late in the evening I found that my washroom was quite totalled! It had just kind of fallen apart. The next morning, after a brutal sleep, I hit the streets in search of a new place to rest my bones. Lucky for me I bumped into some new friends that I had met on the bus to Jaisalmer! We went back to their hotel, where I got a room, and hit the sights! They also had set up a camel ride into the desert which I joined up with too, but more on that next time.
I stuck my bags in my new room and hit the streets. You can’t help but feel a little like a certain fedora’d explorer when you stroll through the narrow stone paths of the golden fort! The buildings are almost 900 years old inside the walls.
To note though, I was picked right off the bus by a guy looking for tourists for his hotel/guesthouse and found myself staying inside the fort walls. Most guide books are in agreement these days that it’s ethically sound to NOT stay inside the fort when visiting Jaisalmer. It is a closed fort and it’s water and sewage system goes under massive pressure during tourist season, and it can show if you look for it. As you walk around you see a nearly city wide restoration to get the old fort up to spec.
I didn’t really know much about the issue when I got into town, but after a night in the walls I went out and got a room in a great little guest house in the main city. Circumstance did bring me back into the fort a couple days later but I’ll get to that in the next few posts.
More of the older photos making their first appearance here in the new ChasingEARTH
I hopped on a bus and ventured off to the sandcastle of Jaisalmer in the far north-west of Rajasthan. A tiring but eventful ride where I bumped into a trio of fellow Canuck boys and a gal from the UK.
The ride took all night and went well into the morning on that cramped hot bus, but was worth it when we caught our first sight of the golden Jaisalmer Fort.
Kites fly over the city as my time in Udaipur comes to an end.
The Kite Festival in June sees hundreds of people on the rooftops of the city flying their kites high in the evening air. Below Jagdish Mandir is lit up, saying goodbye as I wait for my taxi to the bus terminal.
Next stop Jaisalmer!
Woke up one morning to find the entire square in front of the temple covered in a massive series of awnings.
I was told earlier in the week that there was going to be a festival of sorts where all the less fortunate would be coming into the city. They would be prayed for, fed and taken care of for a few days. It was really a beautiful sight.