A 5 hour chug west of Pushkar I found myself in the Rajasthany town of Jodhpur.
Dubbed "The Blue City", its chaotic medieval streets are awash with blue blocks: symbolizing the home of the Brahmins (...its also meant to be properly good at repelling pesky insects).
Dominating their rooftops is the mighty Mehrangarh, an impenetrable beast of a fort and home to many former Maharajahs (with some seriously regal finishing as a result).
I wasn´t in Jodhpur for long but I did stumble upon a wedding "conga" - a train of colorful saris, a suited man on a horse (pictured below)... all fronted by some seriously enthusiastic dancers (driven by some seriously "having it" beats) ...
... Upon spotting me, one of these pulled me into the circle and I was encouraged to "make some moves"...
...confused, I squatted my hips, kicked my feet and occasionally thrusted my wrists into the sky...
...given the response - I think it went down quite well.
Dubbed "The Blue City", its chaotic medieval streets are awash with blue blocks: symbolizing the home of the Brahmins (...its also meant to be properly good at repelling pesky insects).
Dominating their rooftops is the mighty Mehrangarh, an impenetrable beast of a fort and home to many former Maharajahs (with some seriously regal finishing as a result).
I wasn´t in Jodhpur for long but I did stumble upon a wedding "conga" - a train of colorful saris, a suited man on a horse (pictured below)... all fronted by some seriously enthusiastic dancers (driven by some seriously "having it" beats) ...
... Upon spotting me, one of these pulled me into the circle and I was encouraged to "make some moves"...
...confused, I squatted my hips, kicked my feet and occasionally thrusted my wrists into the sky...
...given the response - I think it went down quite well.
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