Arriving in the desert is like changing boundaries and entering another place. With clothes full of animated and mixed colors, long mustaches, 9m turbans, and camels, the cities are something new to discover.
Last night we had a typical dinner from Rajasthan and a camel ride.
In the morning we went to Pushkar, city famous for being the main world marketplace for camels but for the lake where Gandhi’s and Nehru’s ashes were thrown.
First we went into the only Brahma temple to receive some flowers, and then went to the lake to wash our sins with a prayer from the Brahmin priest by performing a Pushkar Puja, valued by the guy in Euro 300 lol.
After walking in the market, we went to another city, Ajmer, where we walked in the streets too, and although there’s a very known mosque, we were not in the mood to negotiate every thing they want charge tourists for in India.
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