I am now in Jaipur. There has been a fair bit of moving around since the last post, but the top story is I have a cold. How do you manage a cold in 30+ degree heat? I blame the Canadian, sneaky bastard - they have SARS in Canada, you know... Anyway, it hasn't affected me too badly. It meant I had a rotten sleep on the overnight train from Varanasi to Agra, and I have to carry a roll of toilet paper with me wherever I go, but these things are merely minor inconveniences.
The night after my last post, we went out onto the Ganges, yet again, to take part in a flower ceremony. The whole thing was fairly put on, but Candice (the leader) organised a Ravi Shankar-type musician to play on the boat, which made the night a bit more interesting. The next morning we went out to Sarnath, the site of Buddha's first sermon. It was more of the same old stuff, a couple of temples and a tree and the likes. To make things more interesting, a tut-tut driver we'd fucked over followed us out there and spent the morning waggling his finger at us a-la Babu from Seinfeld, calling us "Very bad men". Our overnight train to Agra left at 5.30 and arrived at 7.30am (it was due at 6am). Apart from the cold keeping me from sleeping it was good fun.
We only had one day in Agra, so it was jam packed. No time for a shower or a nap after the overnight train, we were straight out to the Red Fort. Quite a nice little set-up, except the place was packed with overweight, middle-aged (to geriatric) american tourists. After a time, I began taking photos of them rather than the fort. We could not stop laughing when we overheard that one of the tourist's daughters was called Buffy. After the Red Fort, we went to the Baby Taj. Less tourists here, but at this point I was in need of a nap, so I wasn't overly interested. Got back to the hotel after lunch with time for a half-hour sleep before going out again to the Taj Mahal. Getting to sleep then waking up suddenly made me feel worse than before and in the lead-up to leaving to see the Taj, was the closest I've been this trip to spewing. I had visions of throwing up all over the marble floor amongst a throng of horrified yanks. Luckily, I felt better once I got going and ended up enjoying the Taj Mahal despite the thousands of tourists. More than I can say for Nicole, an aussie in the group. She did puke all over the marble floor, and created quite a stir... I took more photos of it than were necessary and am now left with dying batteries.
Early next morning got the 6-hour 'deluxe bus' to Jaipur. Deluxe is a word unto itself in India, and whilst we were spared livestock, it was just a bus. Got through that fairly painlessly, and arrived in Jaipur around 2pm. We've arrived in Jaipur just as the Rajasthan Day festivities are beginning, so there are plenty of exhibitions and festivals to go and see. Of course, I chose to stay and write on my blog rather than do any of that stuff!! Last night, we went to see a camel race which was a bit of fun, especially when the camels veered off into the crowd. This morning we went out to the Amber Fort, which was more of the same. There were particularly impressive sections of it (rooms still with their original paintings and mirrors) but I'm starting to get a bit forted (and for that matter tombed and generally buildinged)-out. Tonight we are going to the local cinema to see a Bollywood blockbuster, which I'm looking forward to, before heading off again early tomorrow for Roopnagar (don't know bout that spelling) Fort, where we spend a night.
I've figured out what I'll be doing between the tour ending and my flight to London. Another girl from the tour, Suze- a Brit, is spending the next two months here, so I'm just tagging along with her for the first 6 or so days. It will mean that we don't return to Delhi with the rest of the tour, but get off at Pushkar and go from there to Udaipur, and then back up to Bundi, which is only 6 hours from Delhi. I booked my train ticket from Kota (near Bundi) to Delhi today, and am going second class with the common folk. Should be interesting, but I'm told that there shouldn't be any livestock on that one either. The plan is to sort out buses between the other places closer to the date.
I'm still going well - the sickest I've been was on the flight up here! But people are dropping off one by one here. There are only a few of us left that have avoided either throwing up or having a violent case of the runs. If I make it to the end I will expect a trophy- I didn't even survive Bali without getting the shits...
Good to see my message got through and so many of you replied to my last post. You guys can't afford to fuck with me cause I'm the administrator of the fantasy footy league, and you'll all be out on your arses! Maybe it was my poor attempt at humour in the last post that ruffled a few feathers - I retract my statements: Tom does not have genital warts, Sean is not gay and Jo does not want to sleep with me. Now you guys better reply...
Either way, I'm having fun, I hope you're all having fun and I'll post again soon....
The night after my last post, we went out onto the Ganges, yet again, to take part in a flower ceremony. The whole thing was fairly put on, but Candice (the leader) organised a Ravi Shankar-type musician to play on the boat, which made the night a bit more interesting. The next morning we went out to Sarnath, the site of Buddha's first sermon. It was more of the same old stuff, a couple of temples and a tree and the likes. To make things more interesting, a tut-tut driver we'd fucked over followed us out there and spent the morning waggling his finger at us a-la Babu from Seinfeld, calling us "Very bad men". Our overnight train to Agra left at 5.30 and arrived at 7.30am (it was due at 6am). Apart from the cold keeping me from sleeping it was good fun.
We only had one day in Agra, so it was jam packed. No time for a shower or a nap after the overnight train, we were straight out to the Red Fort. Quite a nice little set-up, except the place was packed with overweight, middle-aged (to geriatric) american tourists. After a time, I began taking photos of them rather than the fort. We could not stop laughing when we overheard that one of the tourist's daughters was called Buffy. After the Red Fort, we went to the Baby Taj. Less tourists here, but at this point I was in need of a nap, so I wasn't overly interested. Got back to the hotel after lunch with time for a half-hour sleep before going out again to the Taj Mahal. Getting to sleep then waking up suddenly made me feel worse than before and in the lead-up to leaving to see the Taj, was the closest I've been this trip to spewing. I had visions of throwing up all over the marble floor amongst a throng of horrified yanks. Luckily, I felt better once I got going and ended up enjoying the Taj Mahal despite the thousands of tourists. More than I can say for Nicole, an aussie in the group. She did puke all over the marble floor, and created quite a stir... I took more photos of it than were necessary and am now left with dying batteries.
Early next morning got the 6-hour 'deluxe bus' to Jaipur. Deluxe is a word unto itself in India, and whilst we were spared livestock, it was just a bus. Got through that fairly painlessly, and arrived in Jaipur around 2pm. We've arrived in Jaipur just as the Rajasthan Day festivities are beginning, so there are plenty of exhibitions and festivals to go and see. Of course, I chose to stay and write on my blog rather than do any of that stuff!! Last night, we went to see a camel race which was a bit of fun, especially when the camels veered off into the crowd. This morning we went out to the Amber Fort, which was more of the same. There were particularly impressive sections of it (rooms still with their original paintings and mirrors) but I'm starting to get a bit forted (and for that matter tombed and generally buildinged)-out. Tonight we are going to the local cinema to see a Bollywood blockbuster, which I'm looking forward to, before heading off again early tomorrow for Roopnagar (don't know bout that spelling) Fort, where we spend a night.
I've figured out what I'll be doing between the tour ending and my flight to London. Another girl from the tour, Suze- a Brit, is spending the next two months here, so I'm just tagging along with her for the first 6 or so days. It will mean that we don't return to Delhi with the rest of the tour, but get off at Pushkar and go from there to Udaipur, and then back up to Bundi, which is only 6 hours from Delhi. I booked my train ticket from Kota (near Bundi) to Delhi today, and am going second class with the common folk. Should be interesting, but I'm told that there shouldn't be any livestock on that one either. The plan is to sort out buses between the other places closer to the date.
I'm still going well - the sickest I've been was on the flight up here! But people are dropping off one by one here. There are only a few of us left that have avoided either throwing up or having a violent case of the runs. If I make it to the end I will expect a trophy- I didn't even survive Bali without getting the shits...
Good to see my message got through and so many of you replied to my last post. You guys can't afford to fuck with me cause I'm the administrator of the fantasy footy league, and you'll all be out on your arses! Maybe it was my poor attempt at humour in the last post that ruffled a few feathers - I retract my statements: Tom does not have genital warts, Sean is not gay and Jo does not want to sleep with me. Now you guys better reply...
Either way, I'm having fun, I hope you're all having fun and I'll post again soon....
posted by YT at 3:40 pm
6 Comments:
Make Sure you don't miss out on all the fun!
Sam wrote that!
Hey YT, have a great Easter. I had to work most of Easter Sunday, even though Safeway was closed. Anyway, Hana once told me that they really celebrate all the Christian holidays in Sri Lanka. Not sure what it's like in India, but I hope you still have access to chocolate. Lots of chocolate. After all, that's the true meaning of Easter isn't it?
Tommy.
Man this anonymous ass won't shutup will he!
Anyway,
Everything happening here probably pales in comparison to what you're doing - except we're all using real toilets here that flush. Stevo's and Steve Liew's 21sts were standard and Jen had an alleged BBQ (without enough gas to cook all the food) which was also of status: quo.
I have my aunt and uncle from the US staying with my fam at the mo - they brought me an unreal Dell laptop they had and never used - so sucks to working and actually paying for a crap one hey.
But speaking of working, I had a trial at Coffee HQ at Monash last week which went well so I might have a real job soon which will be depressing.
Anyhoo, keep having fun looking at all the forts - I dunno why you flew halfway around the world when you're friends with one - and don't leave any parts of your digestive system in India cause you'll probably need most of them. Good luck travelling with the pom for 6 days - apparently they don't wash, so you two should get along fine.
Adios amigo,
Anonymous.
Hey yt,
ive been watching you travel from destiny to destiny and i think your way of movement is brilliant... although you still have alot to learn my padawon son. My name is the street man... and i have been travelling for around 62 years and still going... if you would like to catch up sometime andrew.. you are more than welcome to my bar in Amsterdam, we have all sorts of porn,coffee and popcorn. Good Bye for now xxoxo Street Man
Street Man, your identity is no longer secret. A one-legged, Dutch prostitute working the streets of Udaipur told me your real identity.
What would your mother say if she knew your were writing such fucked up things on the internet, Daniel?!
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