The trip takes approximately 5 – 6 hours in the car. The first 4 pass
quickly enough but the last 2 DRAG.
Probably because we don’t understand any of the road signs and we cannot
determine how far there is still to go.
Actually we
are still in the room. We settled in so
comfortably, I am yet to leave the room.
The room is double glazed and for the first time since leaving my house , we are in
silence. Its amazing and wonderful.
When we start this morning at 7:30am it is
about 6 degrees and there is a heavy mist enveloping the city. We (or more importantly the driver) can only
see few meters in front us. Every one drives with their hazard lights on (If
they have any) . Total craziness . . . .
It was very misty in the car it took us a
few attempts to get the driver to see that the A/C button will help increase
his vision . . . let alone ours . . we were very tense sitting in a car with
misted up windows!! We think he sees that as a magic button from now on . . Spread
the word driver!!!
Trucks, motor bikes, autos you name it,
weave around us, between us, at us. The
driver takes it all in his stride and just keeps tootling along. His English is not great, but he knows how to
drive and he knows where the hazard lights and the brakes are, so really, what
more could we ask for.
The mist remains heavy till well after
lunch. We stop into a roadside café and
gift shop about 3 hours in. There is
nothing of note there expect a toilet of some description and some over priced toilet paper(which you have to barter for) and some nick nacks.
We are not even game enough to try the coffee which is basically some possibly boiled water and a jar of Nescafé. We have also decided that India is the place where all the chips in the world come to die. Everything we see on the shelves ranges from 2 months to 2 years out of date.
We are not even game enough to try the coffee which is basically some possibly boiled water and a jar of Nescafé. We have also decided that India is the place where all the chips in the world come to die. Everything we see on the shelves ranges from 2 months to 2 years out of date.
The scenery changes after lunch and becomes
a lot more rural.. we are still being
passed by a lot of large and heavily decorated trucks, but now we are also
passing Camels pulling cards and occasionally slowing down to divert around
cows of various sizes and shapes. There
is also the occasional pod of a hundred or so monkeys which sit around the
place.
We finally reach the outskirts of Jaipur
(which we soon realize looks very similar to the inner city Jaipur) with the main difference
being the amount of people and the increasing traffic. Our driver takes us past the major sites, up
a look out (now we are passing Elephants in the street) and points out some
points of interest. He also drives us
through the main market (twice) and it is about this time we realize he has
NFI about where the hotel is. We pull over and ask for some directions and
one block (about 20 minutes later) we are there. We joke to each other that we are never leaving the hotel! The last hour has been quite
challenging including seeing what we are fairly sure was a dead body lying on
a traffic island not too far from our front door.
As we leave the car and head through the
security gates to enter the building, the liveried guard trumpets our arrival
and bows. Literally trumpets that is. A
huge horn that bellows, followed by a bow and a wish of Merry Christmas. Our check in is slowed by finding out they
have put us in a room with two single beds.
Once that is sorted and we are upgraded to the royal suite , we settle in
comfortably.
the scenic road as we leave Delhi early morning
Mixing it up with the big boys on the road
Check Point Charlie between Hariana and Rajistan
I think the first thing all Indians learn is 'Horn Please'
Monkeys at a RoadSide stop
Rural India
Come on driver, we can fit through that, we have every other time.
hey this place might not be too bad.