Continued from Jaipur Day 1.
I slept, but then got cold in the middle of the night and had to go put on another shirt. The nights get kind of cold over here since it’s a desert climate and I slept with the window open.
Seeing the clientele here, I further confirmed my intuition. It’s a much older crowd here, and most don’t even seem like they are here as tourists. I don’t think I’ll be making many friends at the hotel.
In the almost two weeks that I’ve been in India, I’ve wanted to get a photo of “straight guys” holding hands. Well, here you go. Two guys, holding hands, no one bats an eye. They are not gay, allegedly. Thank god it’s not a man and a woman holding hands. There would be hell to pay…Sigh, repressed societies…
I have no descriptions for anything here because I didn’t bother getting a guide or an audio guide.
Ohhhh, how do I get there to the palace? I asked a guard, and it turns out that I can indeed go there, if I had paid for a 2500 INR ticket. That’s $50! What crack pipe are they smoking? I don’t even pay $50 to go inside the Louvre or Versailles!!
OK, I am done with City Palace. Kind of disappointing because I didn’t get to see the actual palace and I literally blazed through the whole thing in less than 10 minutes. Lame.
Next to the City Palace is Jantar Mantar. It’s a collection of massively sized astronomical instruments. Jai Singh II, the founder of Jaipur, had it built and he also built 4 more in other cities. There’s one in Delhi and also one in Varanasi. Dr. McCartytheonemanparty, you would have enjoyed these.
That was pretty cool. Too bad astronomy isn’t really my thing, but I appreciate the engineering that went into making these instruments.
Tons of pigeons in this area. I realized that flying birds makes for cool photos. I had a better chance earlier, when a whole flock was flying towards me. But I was too scared that they were going to poop all over me to take a photo.
This is one of the most popular tourist spot here, and there are no tourists around. I am further convinced that I will travel single for all days here in Jaipur. There does not seem to be many tourists, and of the tourists who I have seen, most are in big groups. On a plus note, I am getting almost no hassle out here on the streets because there are so few tourists here!
In order to enter Hawa Mahal, I had to walk around to the back.
All over India so far when locals comment on my facial hair or long hair, they want me to buy something from them.
I walk down the street minding my own business, often some guy will start talking to me and ask me where I am from. I used to tell them quickly that I am from the US. Now, I hesitate before replying, and they start guessing outloud. They’ll go through all the Asian countries first, 99% of the time starting with Japan, and when I finally say United States, none of them can believe me because I am Asian. Apparently, no Asians live in America. When they hear that I am from America, they always say “Great Country!”.
Sometimes, they ask me where I am from and I reply India. They’ve got their lines so memorized that when I say India, they’ll go right ahead to their next question without thinking over what I’ve actually said. They would continue with their gambit for a few more seconds before pausing and bashfully chuckle at what I’ve said. It does a pretty good job of throwing them off their game so they stop hassling me quickly.
To be continued at Jaipur Day 2 Part 2.