We eagerly anticipated riding the painted elephants and marveled at the views on the way to the fort. I was very intrigued by the walls that zig-zagged up the hills, reminding me of the fortified walls in The Lord of the Rings, and bringing to mind images of the Great Wall(s) in China.
On the way, we stopped to watch a snake charmer and his cobra. He told me to touch the head of the cobra, saying "It's okay - poisons removed". Yeah, right - not a chance, dude.
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| Only Snake Charmer We Saw in India |
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| Touch him? No way! |
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| Close enough - still within striking distance - yikes! |
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| A QUICK touch of the tail! |
Ali bought a quilt for Oliver while riding the elephant - multi-tasker that she is. I think the vendor just caught her at a weak moment! It brings to mind a line from "The Jungle Book", in which Kitty's father says, "India would be a damn fine country if it weren't for the bloody elephants!" It was a relief to be on terra firma after that ride.
The architectural details of the fort continued our experience of beautiful historic sites in India. The colors here were a bit different - from the yellow sandstone (hence the name, "Amber") to the turquoise used in the decorative elements.
This was also the first place that we saw mirror tiles and colored glass used in the inlay designs. The way it reflected light in all directions was beautiful, as there were mirrored tiles everywhere in one section of the fort - even on the ceiling.
While I took in the pictures of the outer wall of the harem, Oliver was attracting a crowd of high school aged students in the inner harem courtyard. That was one time when all the attention was too much - it felt invasive, bordering on harassment. We actually asked them to stop taking photos of us - it really felt uncomfortable.
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| Pick me! Pick me! |
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| I wonder what they saw from here... |
The pictures in the harem were painted onto the pink sandstone - an apropos color for a harem? Some showed women in very sheer clothes, some very demure images, others of warriors, and one I found particularly amusing - an erotic image of a couple preparing for intercourse. Oddly enough, I was the only tourist walking around in this area, looking at the outer wall. Everyone else went directly into the inner courtyard, ignoring and ironically missing the wonderful art on the outer wall. Go figure!
Trying to find our way back down the hill was a challenge, as there were no exit signs and everywhere we turned we kept running into vendors blocking our "escape". Tired and hot, we called it a day early and prepared for the overnight train ride to Jaiselmer. Little did we know what lay ahead...
