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

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 w

Jaisalmer: “Oh… It go ice.”

It is clear to me that the waiter has the power to freeze water at will, and that sometimes, maybe when he has spilled birayan

Jodhpur: “Excuuuuse me, ma’am! You know what is wool?”

At one point, a bit yarn hungry by now, I happened upon a dusty bag of nasty pink acrylic wool. A small boy leapt from the sha

Udaipur: “Are you jamisponding me?”

There is really only one thing about Udaipur that people go there for as far as I can tell. A shaken but not stirred thing tha

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 w

Pushkar: “The animals are arriving already!”

Off in the distance camels stretch into as far as the eye can see. Single humped, double humped, dark furred and light, rough

Pushkar: “Two hundred and thirty four years, and now change!”

A Pushkar newpaper seller celebrates Barack Obama’s election victory. He shakes M by the hand, after posing for a photo with

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

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

Delhi to Jaipur: “She is very old and gets sick when she travels.” (groooooaaan)

“She is very old and gets sick when she travels.” The girl explained, “She must sit by the window”. Granny moaned in p

Delhi: “Beeeeeeeeeeeard? Beaaaaaaaaaard?”

A cry of “Beeeeeeeeeeeeeard? Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeard?” outside the fort, that stopped us in our tracks and ended with us haggl