Despite an acceptable bed and allowed himself enough time to sleep my body only the minimum sleep. But I had given the early hour of the day more time. I also had one more day in Udaipur, I'm kind of come with the week mixed up, because I thought today would actually be on Sunday so that Monday and already the day of departure. Below, I chatted briefly with the hotel porter and told him that I now worry about a bus trip to Mumbai would, because I sure would like to arrive on time in Mumbai. Therefore, I will check out at noon. I could leave my backpack backpack even until the afternoon in the hotel and need to pick him up just before departure. So I went first through Udaipur, with the goal to get me a new and better place to live for the last night. Unlike the last few days in Udaipur today, the streets were decorated and many people go. It seemed as if was a special festival in Udaipur today. A public holiday, it certainly was not because all the shops were still open.
on a road towards the Clock Tower was the right and left tables with drinks set up, where you did not come without a drink in hand over. These drinks had a pink color and were provided with chilled water for upcoming crowds. A parallel road as I stood at the T-junction, because the road was blocked by a long Menschenzug. After waiting a while and I looked at the train, I'm getting past the crowded left standing people comfortably and went on by train to the Zugspitze. On the way I have been pressed fruit and other drinks in hand, I do not denied. The beginning of the train I passed quickly and then waited at the Clock Tower on the train in order to watch me the whole spectacle.
It seemed as if the train consist only of students would be protesting for law and order or the like. On a car came by children dressed as a family. The man was played by a little boy and beat constantly in addition to alcohol consumption, his wife. The woman and the children were, meanwhile, only the villains, who also were of children.
I thought it was well presented and suspect that much truth lies behind this staged presentation. Then I sat
my way towards the City Palace & Museum continues, because I had heard yesterday by the Germans in Kumbhalgarh that are found there cheap accommodation. Before the City Palace, I turned towards Pichhola Lake and found 3 hostels, and I chose my best to Rs 125 hearing. When I paid, I had only Rs 150 was appropriate and no money back because people wanted to have Rs 150 for the room, although I had traded down to Rs 125. The communication with them was a bit difficult, which I increasingly noticed in the "application".
Photo of Lake Palace:
After the paperwork was finally done, I made my way back to the tourist hotel to my backpack to pick up and encouraging me to buy a bus ticket to Mumbai. The return journey proved as difficult as the way, I caught the first of Menschenzug now on its way to a large open space. This now led the side street where I was given the pink colored drinks chilled. When I marched with the train, I could not just go straight, but had to ground through a courtyard entrance to a large open space, go to the very many people were now gathered.
Hofausgang already crowded on many people for small gifts, from which one leaves the place was exactly one. The small gift was a kind of pastry and tasted very delicious. Finally back on the road to the hotel I looked around for flashlights, because I bought my torch in Manali was very enthusiastic. The same model, I finally found a store and wondered off to work for the garage to buy at home. However, I postponed the purchase until later. At the end of the road I met the German Ines & Pepe, who felt that they probably just at the hostel where I had checked in shortly before, had checked out. Very possibly I had even received their old room. As the three of us wanted to see something in Udaipur, we agreed to meet for dinner, because I raved so good from the Thali restaurant had.
Now I inquired for a bus ticket to Mumbai and found that prices were similar everywhere. So I bought opposite the tourist hotel eventually the bus ticket to Mumbai late on Monday afternoon, which was more favorable to Rs 400 for a seat as the train ticket. A place to sleep in the bus would have cost me Rs 600 whole. Then I picked up my backpack on the ground that I will leave afterwards and brought the backpack to the new cheaper hostel rooms. From the new hostel I was on my way to the Chai tea drinking. Yesterday I had found on the way to Iceland Nehru Park a small booth with a very tasty and cheap Chai tea. Because that was so delicious, I had already indulged in yesterday two tees and today I did the same again. Here I was talking with one of the people sitting there a taxi driver who told me about the area. He also told me com Sajjan Garh, to which he could take me for a fee, because there probably would only come into it with a car or the like. There are probably free-ranging wild animals in the park, if you get to see. I said goodbye to the taxi driver and ran to about 8 km away, Sajjan Garh, which was originally built in the Astronomy Center and now as a monsoon palace and hunting lodge with a breathtaking view is supposed to Udaipur.
The way was wide and the midday sun very hot, but I came to the gate to Sajjan Garh on. From there it was another 4 km on foot to the monsoon palace, or they took a taxi or the like to pay additionally for the one admission fee of Rs 100 has. I decided against the visit because of the mountain I was too far away and I wanted to take a taxi. Just for a few good shots and the lakes of Udaipur, it was not worth for me. Sajjan Garh input before I ran back around towards Udaipur and made it a bigger circle around the park on a site next to the park could have been very easy to climb over the wall and can certainly pave the way to the street, but due to of wild animals running around, I found the very risky, if that is true with animals. On the way to the top of the Fateh Sagar Lakes I made, so far as it allowed the heat, a relaxing break.
sat Then I continued my way passed a few villages and came to the western part of the lake. I ran over the partially dried lake bed and went afterward to continue the road until I arrived on the eastern side. There I followed the road to the intersection where the road to Saheliyon lacked Ki Bari Temple, I went upstairs. The way up was tough because I had run so much and just before the temple had to have the shoes are taken off, but what turned out to be very pleasant. The view from above was bombastic. Better would I my view point of Udaipur with its lakes can not choose. I could not imagine that the prospect of Sajjan Garh would have been as good as here, because as far off the beaten path lies. had
After I rested me a little, enjoyed the scenery and listened to the music of the temple, I made my way back to the hostel where I had an appointment with Ines and Pepe. A large part of the temple path, I ran barefoot down and then I went soled on the eastern side of the lake. The views of the lake, the background with the mountains and soon the setting sun was just top notch.
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If I had more time, I could have enjoyed more of the existing promenade views. Heading there was one place on the lake several small restaurants and snack bars, where I eat something to me and drink brought. Then I went back to the hostel quickly strengthened and was a little tardy at the appointed meeting place.
Ines and Pepe were already waiting at the junction City Palace & Museum Hostel direction for me. From there we walked together all the way to the tourist hotel and ate at the restaurant around the corner from us a really delicious Thali. Ines and Pepe were impressed by the variety and amount of the total Thalis. We talked for a while and then exchanged in e-mail addresses. After that I returned the borrowed pen Ines, and accompanied her a little towards the railway station. After that our paths had separated. I went back to the hostel, got my camera and shot a round last night to take photographs of the Lake Palace
and the Jagmandir in Pichhola Lake. Down by the banks could run along wonderfully, but at the City Palace, I was asked to leave because it was private property. The guy was very unfriendly, so I tried to settle the matter with him kindly. It took a while until he had understood me and then I was friendly asked to leave, I realized by then too. A really nice photo of Jagmandir I could not move, however, so I looked for another better place for a photo.
Next to the hotel I met on an Indian, who asked me where I came from and when I answered, Germany, he greeted me in German. He had studied for a while in Germany and learned German. It was a nice conversation with him, but I did not have much time because I was still searching for a better point for the photo of the Jagmandir. So I said goodbye and walked once around the entire City Palace, because otherwise it was no other way to get back to the shore. After a good half-hour I was finally back on the lake and took a few shots of Jagmandir that shone in a beautiful yellow.
At this point I met three guys with their mopeds and talked to them because I am also moped riders. When I had run a few meters to the hostel, I was asked by the moped lads, if they could take me on their way home. When I said that I live at the entrance of City Palace, they took me, what saved me much time and legwork. At the hostel I found this before closed because it was bolted from inside. The German-speaking Indians from the neighboring house advised me that I should put a ring at the door for me to open my. The bell was me in the dark did not notice. After I rang, I opened the young daughter of the join out and after a nice shower, I went to bed. But with the sleep it was not as easy as mosquitoes in the room were. So I used the purchased mosquito incense and fell asleep. After a while I woke up again due to a couple of itchy mosquito bites. The incense had been burned down. So I rubbed me with the anti-mosquito ointment and tried to sleep.
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