Pushkar

This morning we left Udaipur for another 8 hour bus journey. Though this time we had air conditioning! But I would hardly call it that. It was like an asthmatic person blowing on your arm every few minutes. And sadly the horn did not sound like Annie Lennox this time. Shame.

We are getting pretty good at these bus journeys now. I have read 3 books in a few days. Personal best I think. And Soph has discovered books once again (after her iPod ran out of battery) and is thrilled she still remembers how to read. And we had some good snacks this time: 'loaded baked potato Pringles', 'nice time biscuits' and of course, 'Thums up cola: taste the thunder.'

We finally got to Pushkar about 5pm and I think it is my favourite place so far. We are in the mountains and it's a town of holy pilgramage so there are plenty of nice temples. And no meat or alcohol. And of course no eggs either, for these are unholy, as is public embrace. Though milk and other dairy is fine. And a surprising amount of people keep attempting to sell us 'special hippy smokes'. But I like the contradictions.

We went for a meal by the famous lake but is is a puddle right now. But the resaturant was good. Me and Sophie shared cheese curry. Which tasted suspiciously fishy. But the naan breads were absolutely amazing. And they sold Mirinda, our new idol. It's like fanta bu more orange and it's got us through some tough times so far. I hope they sell Mirinda in Thailand otherwise it'll be heart-wrenching to have to say goodbye.

These posts are so skinny, when I have time I may consult my Ganesh journal and add more to them. But not now. Sleep beckons :)