Jaipur: I Was Rugged!!!
Namaste!
Have I explained what this Indian greeting means yet? It means something like I recognize the divine within you...innnit nice??
Okay Leanne, stop with the that's-beside-the-points!
Jaipur is great! One of the highlights of our entire time in India has been the scenery we have come across on long train rides, bumpy bus trips, and quick town-to-town jaunts in cars. The road from Delhi to Jaipur was no exception. It was a nice change to see the dry, rocky, red hills of this desert region. The women dress in particularly bright clothing, the men seem to be better looking here than elsewhere, and instead of cows there are camels and sheep. Which reminds me of a little funny tidbit: As we passed a shepherd with his flock on the highway, yes, the highway, my first thought was "that's cool", but my second though was "man, I really wanna watch Grey's Anatomy!" (here's a hint: Dr. Shepherd, aka McDreamy, is one of the characters) Anyway, I thought it was funny, you don't have to. Moving on...
Last night we watched a Muslim wedding from our balcony at the hotel, and tonight there is a Hindu wedding. This is incredible. I have been dying to see a Hindu wedding, and if the Muslim wedding bears any likeness to one, then it should be a grand time. There were about 3,000 people (all family, friends and community members) coming to witness the marriage of two sisters to two men. (I was told by one of the hotel staff that 90% of marriages are arranged here, and 10% are love marriages) When I say they are there to witness a marriage, it is not all like witnessing a Catholic wedding, where the crowd actually sits down and witnesses. The stage, for one thing, is set up with two thrones, and the family is separated into men, and then women and children. There are these long tables set up so people come to sit and eat in rounds of hundreds. There were about 5 rounds of men that bull-rush in and get out, and then the women eat. This all starts at about 8:30pm. By 10:30 there were fireworks, music and people dancing in the street. This wasn't even the wedding bit. I never even saw the brides!! I must admit, I tried my darndest to stay awake long enough to catch the whole thing, but I was too tired and I fell asleep. Tonight I'll give it another shot.
Today we saw the City Palace, this super cool astrological "park?" (it's a space outside filled with crazy looking marble structures that look like artwork but really they are intricately measured tools including sundials and tools for reading horoscopes) I can't wait to show you the pics from this place. The we saw the Amber Palace up in the mountains, stunning! Later, we went to a famous artist's home/showroom to see his award-winning blue pottery (an art form particularly famous in Rajasthan). I bought a little something for my sister here because I know she loves blue. If we hadn't already sent so much home I would have bought so many things from him. Oh, and here is another funny little tidbit...
Ryan wanted to look at a carpet shop in Agra, so our driver (who we are liking less and less each day) took us to a "factory" where carpets are made in Jaipur (against our wishes). It turned out to be really cool to see how carpets are actually handmade, but we are convinced that this "factory" is actually a shop that pays our driver commissions since we never actually got to see any parts of the "factory". So, as Ryan was looking at all these gorgeous carpets, I managed to convince myself that I had always wanted a beautiful carpet too ha ha! I ended up buying a stunning silk-wool runner for my soon-to-be-but-still-theoretical home in Montreal. So what? I never buy myself anything!! Well except in India...Ryan ended up buying 3, and we had to go send those by post today...yeesh. And let me tell you, the post offices here sure are sumpin'. Apparently India hasn't discovered lick-to-paste stamps yet so there are gluing stations where everyone puts their fingers in glue and then you have to go to 3 different desks to do things we don't understand. We went to one desk just so a guy could sew a piece of paper to our package (which I could have easily done).
Alright, I know I'm rambling this time, but Ryan and I are killing time until we can get in to the Om restaurant (a revolving resto so we can see all of Jaipur at night).
I forgot to mention that Jaipur is also called the Pink City because the Maharaja painted the entire town, yes, THE ENTIRE TOWN PINK (because it is a welcoming colour!?!) to welcome some Prince or Kind from England in the late 19th or early 20th century...man, what and I considered myself to be a people-pleaser!!
See you in Agra! I promise I'll take some great pics of the Taj Mahal.
Leanne