Unfinished Business.
Choosing a destination for a
two week vacation in India is tough. We have so many beautiful places
to see. My 2015 plan has gone through a lot of revisions, From the 7
sister states in the North East to the Grand South Indian
Peninsula, to a trail down the western coast. Making your mind about
what to see and what to skip is often the toughest decision I have to
make.
This years trip begin with
Udaipur.
"But you were in
Rajasthan last year!"
"Isn't this
repetitive?"
"Same thing again?"
These are the question I got
when I told the people around me that I am beginning my trip with
Udaipur, there questions were well targeted, I did go to Rajasthan
last year, I did see a lot of places, I didn't see Udaipur. And given
that how different it is from the entire sandy charm of Rajasthan, it
made sense, and in some sort of a way give continuation to my trip.
"I just took a break
and now I begin from where I left"
So, there on the night of
the 18th December, the rucksack was now a backpack with a
lot of crumpled up clothes. This years trip was going to be
different, I had set a daily limit of Rs 1000 for the trip, food,
accommodation, sightseeing, every other thing that costs money,
included.
Before I set on the trip, I
noticed that my camera's charger wasn't working. Doing a trip without
a camera is tough for me, sure the adventure is still there, but the
photos are a reminder to the forgetful brain about what I did also
unlike the hardcore backpacker who travels just to explore places, I
travel to take photos, photos which I use for the remainder of the
year to write stupid poetry, which only makes sense(Sic) when read
with the photo in front of you.
Day 1. Udaipur, the city of
lakes.
After shivering in windy
sleeper class coach of Indian Railways all night, I was surprised
that the train wasn't running late, it almost never happens that a
train in Northern India is running on time in the winter season, I
felt this was my lucky day. I got down at the city station, a bunch
of auto drivers jumped at me one holding my hand pulling me towards
his auto and the other constantly asking me for my destination. I
smiled at both of them and somehow managed to get their grips off me.
They moves on to other people who had got down from the train. While
the other passengers haggled with the auto drivers, I haggled with
my phone, searching for the hostel on my map.
I had had no physical
activity for the past week, unless you count pushing you body into
the metro coach every morning and every evening and then staying
stuck in one corner for the next hour and half as one. I decided to
walk the 3 kilometers to my hostel, because my legs needed some
rushing blood, because it is often the best way to explore a city,
because it's healthy, and most importantly because it's FREE.
Udaipur is a beautiful city
with clean roads and little traffic, with magnificent artificial
lakes. The most prominent being the Lake Pichola, with most of the
tourism industry and The city palace thriving around it.
The day began with me buying
essential stuff like the toothbrush,toothpaste, and a new camera
charger, effectively finishing my daily budget, as the rest was
supposed to paid for food and for accommodation. After the charger was
secured I set out for exploring the city, the first destination was
the ghat behind the hostel, the sun shining over the aravallis, the
grand palaces in the middle of the lake, chugging boats,and birds
drying their feathers is a view not to miss.
Lake Pichola with the palaces in it and the Aravallis in the background. |
I moved to the city palace
complex from there, it is a pain that all these palaces have separate
charges for camera often being too expensive. The city palace has a
camera fee of 250 rupees added to the 250 Rupees entry fee plus
another set of entry and camera fee for some sections which I had
decided to skip. The city palace is one of the grandest palace in the
entire of Rajasthan, I say this after I've seen almost entire
Rajasthan. The palace tells a tale of the past era of the Mewar
Kings, The battle of Haldighati and the story of Chetak, the loyal
horse of Maharana Pratap. It takes at-least a couple of hours if you
see everything in detail.
The City Palace |
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The city of Udaipur from a Palace window. |
After coming out of the
palace, the first thing I did was to have the Kachori Chaat and a glass of tea, I moved to the ghats of lake Pichola again, this
time the other side of the lake via the bridges that resemble
venice(Udaipur is also called the venice of India).
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Kachori Chat and Tea |
After you cross the bridges
and walk deep into the lanes, you'll notice that after a few minutes
of walking the cacophony and buzz that is on the areas near the lakes
is gone. You enter the real udaipur, the Udaipur where people live
regular lives and are not dependent on tourism, in these lanes beyond
the commercialization on the lake shore, every house in Udaipur has a
colorful wall art on the exterior, usually dedicated to Maharana
Pratap. Even messages like "Open your
shoes outside" are written in colorful graffiti, there are kids
cycling, playing on the streets, sometimes blocking the entire lane.
I came back from the other side of the lake took a rest at the hostel for a couple of hours, letting the amazing view sink in, later in the evening I went deep into lanes
this side of the lake, which for mostly consists of hotels,
restaurants, and handicrafts stores. I did come across a tibetan
market selling winter clothes, I was expecting to get
some tibetan food too, but didn't find anything.
Wall art outside houses |
By the time I reached the
hostel it was 8 PM already, I had walked approximately 20 kilometers
all day. I took a warm shower and sat on the roof, you cannot have enough of that view.
Udaipur night skyline over the lake |
I was supposed to visit chittorgarh the next day, but was changing the route to
Kumbalgarh. Both the cities had a fort, The one in Kumbhalgarh was
famous for it's long walls, also called "The Great wall of
India" and I had to make a choice between the forts,
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