Kumbalgarh fort was our first stop as part of a planned detour on the way northwest towards Jodhpur. The journey to the fort was almost as memorable as the fort itself. The landscape was a wash of cultivated green hills and sprouting fields with frequent splashes of color as we passed sari clad women carrying loads on their heads, tending animals, and working fields. Glimpsing back into time, frequent oxen powered water wells remind us of energy sources that are more environmentally friendly.

Perched on a hill in a remote location, the view of this fort came suddenly into view as we rounded yet another curve in the road. The might of this fort is better understood when its’ history is revealed. It was only taken once. It took the combined efforts of two armies to break through the defenses. However, this intrusion only lasted for two days. Standing next to the 36 km wall, it is by no stretch of imagination why it was such a stronghold.

Ambling within the fort, we were able to spot some of the 365 shrines and temples encased within the walls. The views from the top of the fort provided marvelous views over the surrounding country. On a limited time table we were sad that we didn’t have more time to meander.

Glimpsing a picture on a post card was the inspiration for making our next stop to Ranakpur Jain temple. This gives an idea of the visual treat Ranakpur holds externally but speaks nothing of the beauty that lies within. Created by over 1440 marble columns, each are made distinct by elaborate carvings. We were speechless upon entering and decided we stumbled across a true treasure.

Adding to our memories of Ranakpur are the monkeys that have taken up residence directly outside the temple gates which also, inconveniently, serves as the bus stop. Initially the monkeys are an entertainment, as this is our first up close encounter with them and we enjoy their antics. After waiting about an hour however we are getting hungry and decide to buy some snacks. Now me being the more intelligent (and having already been hunted by a baboon in Africa), I eat my masala chickpeas in the safety of the dirty, tin roofed hut selling the edibles. Switching places, Mike enters the hut and I go to watch our backpacks. After some time Mike is also finished eating, exits the shack, and starts walking towards me with the left over chickpeas in hand. Within minutes a large red faced monkey is standing on hits hind legs behind Mike. Making an exclamation of both fear and amusement, I manage to alert Mike of this intruder’s presence in time for him to throw the treats before he gets attacked. All Mike can say is “I looked for them and didn’t see any”. Lesson learned – you may NOT see them but they sure see you (and smell any concealed food).

December 1st - 2nd
Mumbai

December 10th - 11th
Udaipur / The White City

December 12th
A Side trip to Kumbalgarh fort and Ranakpur Jain Temple

December 13th
Jodhpur / The Blue City

December 14th - 15th
Jaisalmer / The Golden City

December 16th
Random Stop : Bikaner and the close by Karni Mata Temple

December 17th - 20th
Pushkar / Important Hindu Pilgrimage Center

December 20th - 22nd
Bundi

December 23rdth - 24th
Agra

December 25th - 28th
New Delhi

Nuances of India

Volunteering in Mizoram