Udaipur - boy

We arrived at night and were looking forward to a few days staying put before our next train ordeal. In our guest house’s rooftop restaurant we had a petite but tasty curry and caught a glimpse of the lights reflected in the lake that the hotels in front of us looked over. This town is frequently called the ‘Venice of the East’ and by the morning saw that this description was at least half correct. Nevertheless, we managed to get some interesting photos of the cows grazing on parts of the dried up river.

We decided we were well and truly ‘palace’d and ‘temple’d out so kept things simple and made plans to do a cookery class and not much else. This was a little disappointing in terms of hands on training but I not sure we could have expected much more for three dishes in two hours (Butter Paneer, Rajasthani Dal and Aloo Gobi). Still, it had an impact as I now have an urge to make curry. Hopefully, when we return the echo of that urge will be stronger than the urge to pick up a take away menu or buy the ready made stuff. We’ll see.

Our time has mostly been spent wondering around the city, reading on rooftops, watching the sun go down and looking for places to eat. I feel suitably recharged but I do hope the next place doesn’t have the same quantity of tourists wandering around so I can have the illusion of being at least a little bit intrepid.