Rajasthani man!

Pushkar was great. Anything is great compared to Jaipur.

As I mentioned, it's a holy city. In the middle of the city there's a big pond which they believe was formed by something like Lord Shiva dropping a lotus flower on Earth and that created the pond. Currently the holy pond looks like Lord Shiva dropped something from his behind there. It's not very clean. Will attach some pictures.

The holy lake.

Gaurav from office had reserved places for us from a train on Saturday morning 8:55. The train was labeled "special train" in the schedules. We soon figured out why. It was 3 hours late and it always just postponed it by half an hour so we couldn't really go anywhere. The weekend started nicely by everyone being pissed off. Seriously, never take a train here. The tickets are hard to get and the trains suck. Buses are much much better and easier.

Rooftop view of the city.

Well, we eventually arrived to Pushkar in the evening. We spent a few hours in a town called Ajmer which is a necessary middle station, had to switch to a bus there. Went sightseeing for some beers there and found a really cool bar! In India! I'll show you a picture :)

The bar in Ajmer. These are all empty beer boxes! What a decoration.

Anyway. In Pushkar it was already dark. Although alcohol is forbidden there, we found some places that sell beer. From under the table, and we had to keep the beers under the table. And on Sunday in one place we went to, they even brought the beers in tea pots! So we were having a charming tea party in a holy Indian city! It was so cute! But we didn't find meat anywhere. It was ok, I guess we are already used to eating the holy food.

Tea party. Turban should be lower but the seller made it too small for me.

On Sunday we also did some shopping. We all bought turbans. And Tani and Pyry also bought some local style shirts, very light and quite cheap. The turbans were probably the best thing to buy in India - every second people on the streets yelled something positive to us. Quite often we were "Rajasthani man" or "You look half Indian!". It was all quite confusing. As the city itself is quite touristic (saw more Westerners there in a day than I will ever see here) it felt quite strange to be the middle of attention - tourists are supposed to be taking pictures of everyone and everything else, not the other way around. Every second local guy seemed to want a picture of us. I will bring the turban to Finland and maybe wear it in some job interviews. Let's see what happens. I even learned to tie it myself!

This is actually the closest we got to temples...

Now the life goes on regularily again. Came home yesterday quite late so I didn't go to yoga this morning. I actually haven't been there for a week due to being sick, mostly. On last week's Monday the teacher borrowed me a yoga book so would have some idea what it's about. After that he hasn't seen me anymore. I wonder what he thinks :) But, tomorrow...