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27.03.2013 - 28.04.2013 34 °C
So on the plane I was sat next to this French girl and we yapped away.
She had a great life story and spent years living in Ghana, Eygpt, Dubai, GALWAY and somewhere else. She had come to India to visit her friend who'd worked with her in Ghana. Her chum had a super cushty job in Mumbai and they spent 1 week partying with the rich and famous there, and another week partying in Goa.
Hence Stephanie now had to fit the sights of Rajhastan into 1 week. he he. My hero!
So she had a driver for the week to cater for her every whim, drop her here, there and everywhere, and buy her smokes in the shop. Neat. Zipping around in an a/c car all week - refreshing!
Anywho, as I'm so awesome, she offered to give me a lift to my hotel in Udaipur, which I greatfully accepted! IT was Holi Festival in India today, which basically means all the Indians were acting like Irish people - getting drunk, singing and dancing. So all the taxi drivers at Udaipur airport seemed pretty langered! So I was delighted to see Stephanie's driver, Ram, was sober, clean shaven, polite and had his shirt tucked into his trousers. (This last fact really set him apart from the others). So we arranged to meet the next morning to utilise her driver to the full! In return, I'd buy her lunch or a boat ride or some such.
My hotel in Udaipur was pretty coool - the view from the roof was AMAZING. I could see the lakes of Udaipur and the glitzy lights of all the hotels on the lake, as well as Jadgish Temple illuminated by the moon. It was really impressive - I thought to myself.. YES INDIA - THIS IS WHAT AM TALKIN BOUT!
Next day, we literally drove around the corner to the temple (which wasn't open yet) so walked to the Palace (Which also wasn't open yet - they don't get up early in India that's for sure). So I showed Stephani the rooftop view from my gaff which was even better in the day time. You can see the mountains, lovely hotels, numerous boats out on the lake - it's my favourite place in India so far.
Finally we went to teh temple, where there were a few auld dears having a bit of a sing song pray. Was yapping to some mad artist outisde who was off to Glasgow next week (YEAH RIGHT! plus lol.. Glasgow is not in Ireland my dear).
Next up was the palace, which eh, we didn't need the car for again as it was right next door to the temple. haha. The palace was pretty awesome - the inside had lots of marbled tiles, beautiful mirrored mosaic tiles, little rooms done up to look how they would have done in the olden days. The Maharaja's room was fierce fancy, although his bed was tinchy - I'd say he was very short. There were weighing scales in his room too - apparently he was weighed every year and his weight in gold was distributed to the people. Tres fancy, but we couldn't take photos as we hadn't paid in for our cameras. (To get your camera in anywhere in India you have to pay 100 rupees for it, sometimes it's more than the cost of a foreignor! It's a bit much to be honest). Anyways we took a few sneaky ones with our iphones. The courtyard outside was lovely aswell.
After the palace Ram the driver brought us to this block printing place where we saw yer man doing some elephant block prints which were cool, and loads of gorgeous fabrics.
Then we went to the market to buy STephani some spices. So there we were minding our own business, when this auld lad with a security officer uniform on comes up behind me and whacks me on the back and started asking me what I wanted in a rather agressive tone!! eh... here's me ''nothing...just buying some spices''... I didn't want to be rude in case he was a real officer but the chilli seller told him to get lost so I felt a bit better knowing he was just another weirdo and that I wasn't under suspicion of chilli theft. He kept poking me and Stephani though so we had to get ruder and shout at him to get lost. STOP POKING US YOU NUT!!
(As I write this two auld lads are slurping chai loudly behind me while one other guy makes duck noises and does impressions of Americans outside the door).
After the market we did a half ass boat ride on the lake. It was only half an hour long and didn't stop at the fancy island in the middle of the lake. I was disappointed as thought we'd get to land on Jagmandir Island - the glitzy one lit up at night.
After this full day of activity (it was only 4.30pm) we dcided to go for beer. Steph asked her driver to drop us off at my rooftop beer garden and come back for her for a few hours. Ram was not really into this request as it meant him waiting about for 3 hours for her, but that was what she was feckin payin him for! He kept telling her to walk home after as it was only five minutes away. But fair play to her she put her foot down and said no, that it would be dark and she didn't know where she was going.
sidenote: (Udaipur and the Lal Ghat area is like a maze anyways and there don't seem to be any city maps available in the whole of India, plus the street names are written in Hindi - I got lost in Udaipur's back streets for an hour and a half whilest there, just trotting in and out of people's homes and back alleyways.)
So poor auld Ram was sent packing while we sipped beer on the rooftop, watching the sunset and generally yapping away like old chums. (I really hit the jackpot with chums in Udaipur - 5/5 for awesome people!)
AFter beers I was sad to have to say Au Revor to Stephani, she made an awesome travel buddy and had a right good attitude! But she had a tight schedule, weaker lungs and a much bigger budget than me so I bid her Safe onward travels.