igbesachick:
the disparity of rich and poor in india. slum side by side with buildings.

seen on the train

Just like in Lagos. I guess things are changing now in Lagos though as several slums are being demolished.

igbesachick:
the conductor. he was so irksome.

he issued the upgrading tickets to some indians while he refused to do my ticket. and he forced me to leave this cabin while my cup of tea was still on the bunk.

i refused to budge. he was at his wit's end. i was a foreigner, their rules did not apply to me. he knew it. he was pissed off and then dozed off. i guessed he looked kinder when dozing off.

I was searching for the conductor in the click (as Indians call picture) until I realised it was the well dressed man with big tummy taking a nap

salford:




I wonder if you travel with a Nigerian passport. That would tell to an extent if you were discriminated against at the hotels because you are black or because you are Nigerian, or maybe both.

He is actually not a Nigerian, he is Asian, Chinese I think but living and working in Nigeria.

OttHin:
I swear down even if hunger wan scarra my belle, i no fit chop food for India. All their food especially sauce dey like sick person poo wey get running stomach . So disgusting.....

same here ..

late in evening, i shifted to a seat near the door, in case to get off easily.

two young men whom i was afraid would be bad guys turned out to be teachers in a primary school. they were on their way to himachal pradesh state for vacation.

they showed me their xiaomi phones with great enthusiasm. they would spend one month salary buying a phone, which was about 120 dollars.

arrived in jaipur at 11pm. i found a hotel by help of the guide book. the best hotel i have met in my whole journey. 5000naira . they gave me a discount because i told them i would leave at 7am .

hot shower, very rare in indian hotels

no wonder rajasthan, which this city jaipur is the capital of , is the ancient central and royal area of india. just feel the atmosphere.

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Elektra008:


He is actually not a Nigerian, he is Asian, Chinese I think but living and working in Nigeria.

Oh I see. Thanks

got a hot shower and hopped on bed, although i did not eat dinner today. it was too late to feel hungry, and there was a big bulldog outside the hotel which blocked my way back to the railway station night market to look for food.

end of day 13

day 14

today's mission was to explore the historic city , the pink city, in jaipur, in the morning. and then dashed to the capital new delhi. it was 200km from here to new delhi. i took my time.

the jaipur metro, built under the thousand year old palace and plaza.

the minaret of a mosque.

a house of a common family in the old pink city, i thought it was a "sight" and asked to step inside. they allowed for my curiosity.

the interior of this house, with a compound and a dry fountain.

horse cart

the emir palace. who was emir? the second hand of india under british rule. the man second to the viceroy. the highest slave among indian.


dozens of policemen, not security, were post there, in order to check the tickets to go inside. ticket cost 1000naira.

i did not go inside. i had no respect for any top slave, let alone his house.

intricate lanes in the pink city

dry noodle shop

check out that tiny piece of tofu for sale on a big chunk of ice .

was this insane ? that ice would be more expensive than the tofu.

turret

the votives looking back at me who was looking at them .

inside a hindu temple.

the chimera god

it was very noisy and chaotic in a hindu temple.

zero pressure to take lots of photos, no qualm for photos as in holy places of other religions. i find this religion quite hilarious and amusing. sounds they win believers by noise and fruits.

the fruits, no idea for gods or for people. sold in front of the temple

these were for gods. to be strewn on the ground . they do the praying every morning, just like to drink a cup of coffee.

a reccess shrine crouched at the base of a tree. typical . i looked weird trying to snap a photo of it, in locals' eyes.

cute windows

an announcement for a sermon or a wedding party? no idea

after 2 hours' roaming, i exited. the look of the pink city from outside

backed to the station. trying to buy a SIM card for my phone. there was free wifi at each station, but i could not access. i needed a card. but , ALL the shops could not sell a SIM card to a foreigner, they needed an indian ID card to register with.

the rice with bright color looked enticing, but dont be cheated by the appearance

igbesachick:


it was very noisy and chaotic

zero pressure to take lots of photos, no qualm for photos as in holy places of other religions. i find this religion quite hilarious and amusing. sounds they win believers by noise and fruits.

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