Kooky little knits, words and pix

Animals

Jaisalmer (Thar Desert): “In the morning we go to meet your camel.”

Posted by on 27 Nov, 2008 in Animals, India, Knitting, Once in a Lifetime Stuff, People, Purl Interrupted, Taxis and rickshaws, Travel | 0 comments

I was first introduced to my camel as Michael Jackson (the camel’s name, not mine), but I later found out that his real name was Rallu. A much more camel-sounding name if you ask me.

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Bundi: “The work of cobbling rather than men.”

Posted by on 18 Nov, 2008 in Animals, India, People, Purl Interrupted, Sights, Travel | 8 comments

Bundi: “The work of cobbling rather than men.”

Fort Monkeys, breakfast monkeys, “Your monkey stick doesn’t scare me” monkeys. A whole monkey army of which sat around us as we climbed to the fort, perched on every wall and window, eerily following us with dark monkey eyes…

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Pushkar: “The animals are arriving already!”

Posted by on 14 Nov, 2008 in Animals, India, Once in a Lifetime Stuff, Purl Interrupted, Sights, Travel | 3 comments

Off in the distance camels stretch into as far as the eye can see. Single humped, double humped, dark furred and light, rough haired, and two toed. Chewing with lower teeth jutting out from the split in their floppy camel lips. Adorned with cascades of all-coloured pompoms, plaits, and beaded trinkets, looking proud and silly all at once.

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Jaipur: “This is no rickshaw! This is Ferrari!”

Posted by on 12 Nov, 2008 in Animals, India, People, Purl Interrupted, Sights, Taxis and rickshaws, Temples, Travel | 2 comments

An army of monkeys marching down three sides of a narrow alleyway, their tails waving like banners of victory behind them.

Two mud-black pigs caught snuffling through the worst smelling rubbish in a tiny side street, one turning its too-pink nose to pose for the camera.

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Delhi: “Beeeeeeeeeeeard? Beaaaaaaaaaard?”

Posted by on 10 Nov, 2008 in Animals, India, People, Purl Interrupted, Sights, Travel | 5 comments

A cry of “Beeeeeeeeeeeeeard? Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeard?” outside the fort, that stopped us in our tracks and ended with us haggling for fake facial hair with a small boy who assured us he paid at least 25 rupees whenever he bought his.

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Chandigarh: “You remind me of the babe.”

Posted by on 4 Nov, 2008 in Animals, India, Purl Interrupted, Sights, Travel | 5 comments

Chandigarh: “You remind me of the babe.”

The maze is 20 hectares of pure imagination, twisty passages, armies of wobbly-legged stickmen, spindly ponies, growling stone hounds, hobbling rocktagenarians clutching clay pots, wavering-necked graceful but gawky swans and peacocks with shards of mosaic feathers, and colourful boogie-ing bracelet maidens.

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