I See London, I See France...A Voyage To India and Back

Hello friends, Canadians and cityfolk! This is my first attempt at blogging my life over the next two months as I make my way across the world and back...Let the adventure commence!

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12 November 2006

Agra and the Taj (aka I've never known a Julien I didn't like)

ignore the title for now.

Ryan and I spent our last night in Jaipur eating at the Om revolving resto, which was a nice view of the city at night. The only little spoiler was that in indian restos they really don't appreciate the value of taking your time to enjoy a meal and take in the ambiance, so we were a little rushed. We did, however, stage a minor rebellion to this state of affairs which did not go unnoticed by the staff who so cordially responded by removing the bill and inviting us to stay longer ha! We did not give them much choice in the matter anyway.

We returned home in time for the Hindu wedding, which turned out to be much less exciting than the previous one, so we read our respective novels and went to sleep.

Yesterday we arrived in Agra and headed straight for the Taj Mahal, which, though expensive to see, is worth every rupee. You really can't imagine how beautiful it is from the myriad photos taken of it from every angle at every time of day. The marble is nice and cool and the sculptures and inlaid stonework is so pretty. It really is the nicest monument on earth (that I've ever seen, it goes without saying). Oh and I managed to get a picture of the tomb inside before finding out it was a prohibited act...

I am not sure I mentioned this before, but we met a boy named Julien who is from france and lives in london, at the train station in Delhi. We then ran into him at our hotel in Jaipur and spent a little time getting to know him before we both moved on our merry ways. Then, we ran into him again in the Taj Mahal and invited him to eat with us at Zorba the Buddha (dont ask). We had a lovely time and we may even run into him again tomorrow in Varanasi, if not, perhaps London?? It goes to prove my theory that only great people go by the name Julien, because every single one I've known has become a good friend.

And before I let you go, a quick point. Ryan and I met a bunch of mormon Canadians taking cheesy pictures just like us at the Taj. It turns out they are friends with Ryan's cousin...it's a small world after all la la la aaaa (insert out of key music notes)

so, ill catch ya later, in Varanasi or Sunauli (Nepal border town) in a couple days. Goodnight and good luck!