vendredi 8 mai 2015

Jaipur: The Pink City

Good morning! Jet lag was finally trying to interfere with the alignment of your girl's chakras. I couldn't really sleep, so I harassed Air France about my suitcase all night via Twitter. They were on the case, but it's not like they had a choice. I was going back and forth with AF so much that I even asked the guy what the name of the song was that I heard on the in-flight playlist. He actually responded! Now that's real customer service. It was Day 2 of my trip and I was already tired of wearing the same clothes. I was starting to feel like a cartoon! Man, even though I had showered I still felt super gross. In its natural state, my hair resembles Sideshow Bob's. Since my hairspray was in the Bermuda triangle, I had to put lotion on my noggin to try and keep it in place. I knew this wouldn't stand a chance against the humidity, but I had to do something. I went downstairs to cry into my cappuccino but joke was on me cause some of my group was already down there. They all assured me that you couldn't even tell I was wearing the same thing, which was a total lie. What a bunch of Pinocchios. I looked like the grim reaper! Whatever, at least they tried. I was on my second cappuccino when B, our tour manager, waved me over. MY LUGGAGE HAD ARRIVED! I have never been so happy in my life. They tried to load it up onto the van, but I intercepted it. I wasn't about to wear this déjà vu ass outfit for another second. I ran into the restroom and changed. I felt like I had been reborn. I was like a phoenix rising from the ashes, man. It felt so great to wear clean clothes! Merci beacoup, Air France boyfriend, for making sure my bag got here A$AP.

Today we were heading to Jaipur, the Pink City. I don't know why they continue to call it the Pink City-- it is false advertising, cause it is not pink at all! Regardless, this ended up being my absolute favorite city of the trip. Jaipur was so vibrant and full of life. It is the capital city of the desert state Rajasthan aka the Land of Kings. Kings, huh? Now you're speaking my language! The fact that it is the Pink City is pretty fitting, as Rajasthan is also home to Jodhpur (the Blue City), Jaisalmer (the Golden City), and Udaipur (the White City). The drive from New Delhi to Jaipur wasn't too bad. It was only about 4.5 hours, but pretty boring overall. There was nothing to look at but dust, desert, and the occasional cow. It felt like the drive to Vegas... at least what I remember that drive being like. Vegas is trash, so I don't really go there. Anyway, something life changing happened along the way to Jaipur. We stopped at a little hole in the wall restaurant and this is where I had samosas for the very first time in my entire life. What a fool I had been! Whoever invented samosas: you the real MVP. After a long stretch of barren land, we started to see signs of life. One of my favorite things to see were the ladies riding on the back of the motorbikes. I also saw a man carrying a comically large bunch of fabric. I even saw elephants! This road trip was finally going from zero to hero.

If you are wondering why it is called the Pink City, it's because it was completely painted pink in 1876 to celebrate the visit of the Prince of Wales and Queen Victoria. The internet tells me pink indicates hospitality, but I don't know if that is true. Literally every building is painted the same color. It is actually pretty awesome. Like, how do y'all get the shade to match? My room is 5 different shades of fuchsia even though I used the same paint bucket. Give me your secrets, Jaipur. How u do dis?

I told y'all it wasn't pink. It is more of like a weird salmon shade. Maybe the sun ate the color? It looked orange to me. All I know is, I know pink when I see it and this wasn't it. Jaipur was one of the first planned cities in India and the architecture is out of this world. I can't get over how much I loved it. The forts, palaces, and gateways are set against a majestic backdrop. I have never seen anything like it. The fact that the city continues to be painted this (fake) pink is so cool. People really do take pride in their culture. Jaipur was like something out a fairytale. It felt like hopping into a time machine and visiting a bygone era, seriously. Between the elephants, the snake charmers, and the bright ass saris blowing in the wind, I literally felt like I had traveled to the past. In short, it was magical. Jaipur is a jewel, for sure. I know I am hyping it up, but it was such an amazing experience for me. I was so dazzled lol. My first night was pretty fun. We went shopping at some random jewelry store and then to the Bapu Bazar which is kinda like the Indian callejones. Dinner was delicious as usual. Don't let me move to India, cause I will have to wash myself with a rag on a stick. There are no words to explain how much fun I had, so here are some pictures.

I had now been in India long enough to stop greeting everyone with an absentminded bonjour. From here on out, it was namaste all day every day! Ugh... that awkward moment when the reverse happens and I greet the border patrol agent in Paris with a "namaste". Why meee? I am getting ahead of myself, though... tomorrow finds us at the Amber Fort! 

2 commentaires:

  1. You are right - India is truly a photographer's dream! The shopping arcade brings back memories of some of the ones that I went to in Mumbai. I love the Muhgal architecture in this part of India and which you have highlighted. Am enjoying this virtual trip with you.

    1. Thank you, Anon! Mughal architecture is incredibly stunning. I can't wait to head back to India... I'd love to visit Mumbai as well! Thank you for following along :)