Monday, February 9, 2009
Udaipur and back to New Delhi
Scenes from Udaipur and New Delhi. Udaipur is called the ‘lake city’. All of the lakes were man-made for the benefit of the maharajas and their maharanis (queens). Their summer, lake, and pleasure palaces were built in the middle of these "lakes"to cool them off during the hot summers.




It seemed that when it comes to driving in India, there is only one rule – the sacred cows have the right of way. All the rest of the driving laws, rules, or lanes are merely for suggestions. The violations & honking are the norm, including camel driven carts and trucks heading in the opposite direction towards oncoming cars on a highway. There were many times, when we thought we would be seeing each other for the last time. Every night we were relieved to have survived the daily ordeal of being driven around in India.



What you see in the foreground is a pile of pancake shaped you-know-what, which is used for fueling a fire. I imagine this is where the right hand rule (not the ones used for engineering, but for eating) is strictly enforced.

On our way back from Chittourgarh Fort, which is claimed as the mightiest fort (2nd largest) in Indian history, I asked the driver to stop so I could take this picture of the fields of white opium poppy plants. The plants are only grown, supposedly, for pharmaceutical purposes & under government supervision.
The largest mosque in India is located in New Delhi.


On our last morning in India, we were just about to walk out of the Red Fort before heading to the airport. All of a sudden, lots of children, from a local school on a field trip, rushed out thru the gate; all wanting to shake our hands and give us high fives. We were a novelty to them, as much as they were to us. It was a happy ending to our most memorable 13 days in India.
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