Saturday, 28 April 2012


Pushkar is famous for two things (so I am lead to believe). Religion, and 'Bang Lassi'. The temple was underwhelming and the hassle almost unbearable. The Bang Lassi-no comment.

We did a lot of wandering around, sight-seeing, hanging out with locals and drinking lassi here. On our last evening we had dinner on yet another rooftop, chatting to some Indian men mostly about the climate up north.

Abby didn't like the vibe here; but to be fair she was headbutted by a cow, pissed on by a monkey and ripped off by an old woman all in under 24 hours so it's to be expected....

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