Jodhpur was my favorite city in Rajasthan. All the elements we had seen thus far, amazing Indo-Islamic architecture, sprawling city, cows and animals everywhere, squalor, simple beauty, were at their best in Jodhpur. The people were kind, and it seemed less crowded with tourists and cheesy souvenirs. Jodhpur was a balance of the sleepy Bundi and the buzzing Jaipur.
Mehrangarh Fort was impressive and beautiful (Part of it was Pit Prison in the movie “The Dark Knight Rises,” and when you see Bruce Wayne escape the prison Mehrangarh is there in the background). Looking out over the city with blue buildings here and there was magnificent. We walked from our hotel to the fort which was a steep climb, but rewarding.
After seeing Mehrangarh we walked through Jodhpur. I was taken with the painted doors and doorways. I thought of Charleston, SC, somewhere in the Caribbean or La Boca in Buenos Aires. I love colors, especially blue, so to see homes and commercial buildings in an array of colors excited me. We dodged motorbikes, people and cows, but it felt less hectic than Jaipur. Maybe I had finally understood the rhythm of these cities.
Last Sunday my friend asked me how my blog was going. He wanted to know if anything new was happening in the last 6 months besides India. I laughed but realized he was right. I’ve been trying to give you India since February. I am almost done with it, promise. There are plenty of other things I want to share but I just feel this responsibility to finish India. Plus it’s a personal goal since I don’t always follow through on all the ideas I have. I’m getting tired of India too though. I’ve dragged it out too long. It doesn’t lose its mystery or charm but I don’t want to get to that point.