Monday, March 5, 2012

Woah Amber (is the color of your energy)

After breakfast, we took a bus from Jaipur to Amber (also Amer), the former capital of the Rajputs before it was moved to present-day Jaipur. It is only a few minutes from the city but it feels like miles, even centuries away.


Winter left the trees and the surrounding hillsides naked so we saw the gold and pink walls in all their glory.



On the way up, elephants carry lazy tourists up to the gates.


It costs 500 rupees to go up on the poor things. They looked pretty in their face paint, but to be trained to go up and down these walls all day seemed unnatural and unkind.


Elephants were used to storm gates to ransack villages and pillage palace coffers.


Centuries later, they continue to enslave these majestic creatures... for 500 rupees.


It's not so high up, but inside the fort, there are palaces with labyrinthine passages where you could walk around for hours and end up lost.









And underneath the palace, the tunnels.


We went back to Jaipur for lunch. By then, I begun feeling a fever coming on, but we walked to Albert Hall anyway after I drank a paracetamol and crossed my fingers that it's just overexposure to the sun.


We were not planning on going to Albert Hall at all, because we read that the exhibits were prety dull. But since we had the composite ticket, it was practically free. We planned to save Nahargarh (Tiger Fort) for last because the view before sunset would be better.


The biggest surprise was this mummy from Egypt.


We had leg cramps walking around the museum and I wasn't feeling any better so we decided to go back to our hotel. We had trouble getting a rickshaw because they refuse to use the meter and asked for a hundred to three hundred for less than 3 kilometers. One of them is the guy in the black rickshaw below:


He didn't even care that the policeman had started butting in on the conversation. He didn't want to use his meter and he drove away. Eventually, we got someone who agreed to use his meter and I dug into the covers and slept until morning, running a 40° fever and coughing out blood.

I felt like this:


Blehh.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

plus le temps passe plus vos photos sont jolies: couleur, cadrage etc.... il faut dire que les sites sont très beaux! MERCI !
bisous
Maman

Deepa said...

The Amber Fort was one of my favorite stops on my honeymoon in Rajasthan. It's also named for the goddess Amba, who has a small temple by the entrance.