By Sanne
We have arrived in Rajasthan and it is scorching! The temperature is in the high thirties and being mostly dessert here you really feel it. Not just off the bike, on the bike too. Usually when you're riding at a good speed with the wind in your jacket the heat doesn't feel so bad but here the wind is just hot air blowing in from the dessert so not much relief. The bikes are feeling it too, especially in the cities at low speed. The hot air mixed with all the vehicle fumes sent Mark's bike to boiling point. A major service will be scheduled for the next major city we get to. Good thing we're here now though and not in a month's time as apparently the temperature rises to a cosy 48 degrees! We are guzzling water from our camelbacks like thirsty camels - lots of those around here too.
Jaipur the capital of Rajasthan is called "The Pink City" as most of the buildings in the old part of town were painted pink as per orders from a Maharaja back in the 1800s. The city itself is surrounded by some stunning forts rising from rocky mountainsides.
While here we met a nice young lad by the name of Puneet Soni who invited us to his family's house for lunch. Unfortunately I couldn't go as I was sick (pulled an all-nighter of vomiting) so Mark went by himself and they treated him like royalty. They even sent Mark home with some food for me, how nice is that?
The day we were meant to leave Mark decided it was his turn to be sick! So we ended up staying one more day which I spent on recovering and Mark spent on going to the loo.
We have arrived in Rajasthan and it is scorching! The temperature is in the high thirties and being mostly dessert here you really feel it. Not just off the bike, on the bike too. Usually when you're riding at a good speed with the wind in your jacket the heat doesn't feel so bad but here the wind is just hot air blowing in from the dessert so not much relief. The bikes are feeling it too, especially in the cities at low speed. The hot air mixed with all the vehicle fumes sent Mark's bike to boiling point. A major service will be scheduled for the next major city we get to. Good thing we're here now though and not in a month's time as apparently the temperature rises to a cosy 48 degrees! We are guzzling water from our camelbacks like thirsty camels - lots of those around here too.
Jaipur the capital of Rajasthan is called "The Pink City" as most of the buildings in the old part of town were painted pink as per orders from a Maharaja back in the 1800s. The city itself is surrounded by some stunning forts rising from rocky mountainsides.
While here we met a nice young lad by the name of Puneet Soni who invited us to his family's house for lunch. Unfortunately I couldn't go as I was sick (pulled an all-nighter of vomiting) so Mark went by himself and they treated him like royalty. They even sent Mark home with some food for me, how nice is that?
The day we were meant to leave Mark decided it was his turn to be sick! So we ended up staying one more day which I spent on recovering and Mark spent on going to the loo.
These guys loved the camera!
Mark with Puneet Soni
The Hawa Mahal
View over Jaipur city from Nahargarh Fort
Jal Mahal (Water Palace)
Amber Fort
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