From Pushkar to Delhi 13.&14.09.

Had breakfast in a café with a beautiful view. Ordered a fruit salad. We got: carrots and beets.

We: that’s not a fruit salad

Waiter: yes yes fruit salad, carrot..

Okay got it. Before it gets thrown away..

We were recommended a “Braham” Temple, a very rare one in India. Sadly, it wasn't great. We were given a “tour”. Didn't understand a word, the English was terrible. He wanted to convince us to follow some rituals, it was all a bit strange. Also, it was overcrowded, so we tried to get out as quickly as possible. Outside the temple, there were people asking for money for cows with a leg growing out of their necks & people holding monkeys on leashes.

We returned to the hostel, too much hustle and bustle in the city. Although the city is actually quite small. About 5000 tourists during the day.

Pushkar has about 20,000 inhabitants.

Jaipur 3 million

Back at the hostel, Anne painted a henna tattoo for both of us. (They call it Mehndi here)

Writing postcards, reading a book, relaxing.

The nice hostel manager decorating postcards. 

Lastly, we did some shopping (tapestry, cushions..)

For dinner, thanks to all the Israeli tourists, we had hummus.

We found out that the cows here in the city are fat because unlike the big city, people still truly consider cows to be sacred. They always give the cows the first “Chapati” they prepare (thin bread). In the city, the cows eat from the garbage.

At 8 pm, our night bus to Delhi departs. They are small cabins, but enough to lie down and sleep. We slept through and woke up in Delhi.

Arrived at the hostel, check-in is not possible yet. So off to the city. Visited the Lotus Temple, impressive from the outside, rather unspectacular from the inside. 

Then we went to the Akshardam Temple, where we had to go through a security check and hand in prohibited items. (The security system is quite strict everywhere, even when entering the metro, bags are scanned). But the effort was worth it. The temple has impressive wall decorations.

Unfortunately, taking photos inside was not allowed. This was the view from the metro.

In the metro, there are compartments only for women.

On the way to the mausoleum, we finally found something to eat. Because we haven't eaten anything for more than 12 hours and it was noticeable. So first, we had delicious Indian food and then went to the mausoleum, which looks very similar to the Taj Mahal.

As the last stop, we quickly went to the India Gate (you can imagine the spectacle like in front of the Brandenburg Gate), which is too crowded and of course, we were asked for selfies again. But this time by a whole group of schoolchildren.

And then we went back to the hostel and rested.

In the evening, we went to have hummus again with premium seats right in the middle of a shopping street.

And as a goodnight drink, we can grab a happy hour deal at a bar with once again way too loud music.

Now we are still enjoying the last evening on the hostel rooftop terrace.