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Pushkar – only fools and horses

First impressions of this holy city, is that it is a cross between the mountains of Crete and all the images we have ever seen of Afghanistan with a healthy dose of rubbish thrown in. Cows and men with shotguns wander around in the dusty heat, combined with the sun bleached signs and debris rendering the outskirts a certain frontierland feel. In the town it is given over to tie-dyes and all manner of leather products aimed at tourists.

 

 

some of the scenes on the outskirts of Pushkar

 

We have spiced it up by checking into our cheapest guesthouse yet, £2.50 each for the deluxe rooms!!! It’s fine, the main purpose was to get more of a local feel, and that part has certainly worked. Our driver is thoroughly bemused, I think his normal clientele stay in far more upmarket residences.

As far as Pushkar, a mixture of feelings, but in summary it is a bit of a mess – the place is probably one of the dirtiest we have seen so far, the open sewers at their rancid best in the suffocating heat, the narrow streets serving to intensify the aroma as we tried to navigate the rubbish strewn alleys. The main amusement came from the locals asking where we can from – when we replied England, the cackle of laughter was followed by “Luvly Jubbly – Sound as pound” – very funny. And for all of this, we probably got some of our nicest photo’s yet in smelly little Pushkar.

A very holy town, Pushkar has hundreds of temples and is famous for the washing ghats where Hindu’s purify themselves, and this is certainly the most pleasing part of Pushkar; the market is also vibrant and intense, but with that comes hassle, and much of our time is spent shepherding and keeping kids safe. As has proven to be the case in many parts of India, the experience is somewhat different with children – sometimes richer, but often tougher.

our painter man and the litter strewn walk up to our guesthouse

 

We did make some inspiring finds in the market, the best being the little shop with an artist sat in the back, painting delicate little miniatures – they were really beautiful ,some of the best we have seen, so before too long, we became the proud owners of a couple of big paintings and 10 miniatures – really nice.

On the occasion I went out alone to take some photographs, Pushkar came over much better, and I could appreciate it for what it was. Ironically given the child unfriendly nature of it, we did meet another family, 3 kids slightly older than ours, so it was nice to swap stories.

the markets are pretty in places

the local art shop

picture postcards cropping out the litter

As we are going around on our travels, we have found that most of the families that travel have 3 kids, we cannot work out why, whether having 3 drives you to it, but it is strange, All round the world, families travel with 3 kids more often than 1 or 2. This particular family were having a slightly different experience to us, staying longer in fewer places and doing voluntary teaching as they went – actually sounded really good, I am just not sure we are nice enough though.

planning our next steps from a nice bar we found.

view from the roof

 

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