One of the evenings in Udaipur we went to see a dance and music show in an old beautiful museum near our hotel. We were pleasantly surprised. We payed 100 Rupees (1,5 Euro) per person to get in and as we arrived quite late we had to sit at the side of the stage, but very close to the performers. The ensemble was both professional and entertaining and it was a very pleasant experience. Read More
We were lucky and managed to get off the sleeper train at the right station even though we arrived in Udaipur a bit earlier than expected and no one is calling out the stations in these trains. (We use our Smartphone GPS  to try to keep track of where we are and that works fine.)

After a short taxi ride we arrived at the hotel which turned out to be very nice and situated just by the lake which Udaipur is built around.

We started off by leaving our luggage in our  room and then went straight to breakfast at the rooftop restaurant as it was still early in the morning when we arrived. What a view and what a breakfast after a log night at the train!! We could choose from a long menu and we could pick five items per person. Very good coffee, juice, banana pancake, toast and fruit – most luxurious breakfast in a long time! Read More

When the clock was approaching two we went to the reception to pay for our stay and to book a taxi to get to the railway station. The same man as at the check-in took our payment and Johan asked him to call a cab. We sat down on the couches in the reception and waited … And waited, and waited. Twentyfive minutes later the taxi had not arrived and when we asked the clerk at the desk for when it would arrive we found out that he had not understood that we asked him to order a taxi – and then he finally took up his phone and called one that got there in five minutes.

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On the pictures on booking.com Anugara Treehouse Palace really looks like a luxury hotel and was marked to have five stars but when we arrived the building was indeed grand and palatial but the gatekeeper (and the gate to the street for that matter) looked somewhat tired and worn out.

The reception, which unfortunately did not have air conditioning that could cool our sweaty bodies properly, was really just a huge room with a clerk at a small desk. The ceiling height was probably 10 meters and the dome of the ceiling was adorned with lots of ceiling paintings.

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Sawai Madhopur is a small sleepy town southwest of Agra, on the way to Udaipur, which is our next stop. Here are westerners not as common as in the big cities and we quickly became popular. What happens is that people stare, some more and some less, mostly on Christel but also on Johan, though some people take him for a local.

We checked on the maps in our phones and found out that our hotel would be located less than a kilometer away and we decided to walk to get an opportunity to see what this place looked like.

We walked on gravel streets with large holes, greeted many children and their families and became properly sweaty before we arrived at the hotel. Except for the cows and dogs we always meet we also saw a lot of pigs in different colors and sizes.

It was so nice to leave Agra! We had booked a train at six in the morning and had agreed with a rickshaw driver who we had met the day before that he would pick us up at 5:00 am and he was there when we came out of the hotel in the morning. It has actually never happened that a taxi driver or rickshaw driver has not appeared when we booked them in advance – so nice!

At the station we were a little confused as our train was not showed on any sign in the station. After asking a number of people, we realized that the train was delayed and for some strange reason delayed trains disappear from the signs and no information is to be found anywhere. However, we found a man at some kind of information desk who told us that the train would depart from track 2, so there we went.

 

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Since Agra is mostly about the Taj Mahal, it was our main event in this city. We set our alarm clock to wake us up at 5:00 AM to get to Taj Mahal before sunrise. We had not booked any transport but like everywhere in India there is always a tuktuk ready to drive you – no matter what time of day it is. We found a tuktuk and were driven to the west entrance of the Taj Mahal.. At first we thought that the driver had dropped us off at the wrong place as it was quite dark in the intersection where we got off but it turned out to be absolutely correct after all, we only happened to be a bit early.

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Johan was feeling a little better when we had to leave the hotel to go to the railway station. This was really good news as it is really not fun to be sick on an Indian train. The journey between Jaipur and Agra is not very long by Indian standards – 6 hours – but we did not go until three o’clock in the afternoon so when we arrived in Agra it was 9 pm and all dark outside. We went for a prepaid taxi and after a short ride we arrived at our hotel.

The area where the hotel is located is not very fancy but our hotel, Seven Hills Tower, was super nice. This hotel was not the most good looking hotel we have stayed in, rather like a very normal international hotel with good standard, but the staff gave us absolutely outstanding service. Always a “Namaste” and a smile ready – also in the early morning hours. And not to forget the doorman with his stylish turban and nice looking clothes at all times.

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When we got back to the hotel Johan became worse and had his first experience of “Delhi Belly”. Christel ordered pizza for supper and got it delivered to the room. Johan slept through the remaining time in Jaipur and I did not feel a need for going out by myself. I can not say I was sad about this, I think I would not have been able to fight with the cars and dealers one more day. And as the best thing about Jaipur was the hotel we stayed in it was a really nice place to be stuck in.

This  morning we went out to look at Jaipur – the Pink City. We took a rickshaw to the city palace located in the old part of town where almost all the houses are pink. After having been in Varanasi for a while which admittedly was hysterical when it comes to traffic but where the pace was rather slow as the roads were so bumpy, we were a bit shocked by the traffic chaos of Jaipur. It is dominated by cars driving really fast and the Indian touch in the streets is almost nonexistent. Once inside the old town we thought it would get better but it did not. Moreover, it added several thousand persistent vendors that lined every street. Not nice, just annoying! And the entire old town is full of bazaars that sell things so there are not many places where you can escape the fiery votes. Read More