I was looking for the key for years

We arranged for a car and driver to take us through Rajasthan for a few days. Our first night in Pushkar we stayed at a hotel recommended by the tourist association. It had seen better days. The mattresses were wooden and everything was more than slightly shop worn.

Our door key

Bicycle man in Jodhpur

It took a lot of maneuvering to lock our door.

After that experience we would stay in places recommended in Lonely Planet.

Jodhpur, The Blue City

The Cozy Inn in Jodhpur was at the top of a steep hill that was impossible for the car. Ravi, our driver, nervously watched us treck up the hill with a promise to meet in the morning.

Our room at The Cozy Inn

We found a sweet refuge with clean cozy rooms, a rooftop restaurant and a book exchange.

There is a great book exchange at the Cozy Inn

It was there I found “The White Tiger” by Aravind Adiga. What a treat it was to read it while still in India! Well written with an insight into the intricacies of the caste system.

Sweeper

I guess I liked the quote from the book – I wrote it down – my other favourite aphorism is “Life’s a journey, not a destination”. Ain’t it the truth?

3 thoughts on “I was looking for the key for years

  1. Thyrza

    What a great bit of photo journalism Ros! You guys are brave and strong to travel India. I remember a movie that had a photographer protagonist who said she felt that the camera lessened her experience of a place so she wanted to directly interact with her environment for that weekend so didn’t take any pictures.
    (2 Days in Paris) When you DO take pictures though, I get to experience a little of your experience all the way from California. I appreciate it!

  2. Bill Harvey

    Nice photos Ros! Very atmospheric. Saves one the expense of the trip (though we miss out on the scents and sounds…).

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