I am guilty of procrastinating this post. It was a special trip, so I wanted to ensure I line up the perfect words. I wish that you experience my travel story like the way it happened through my words.
There are fun travels, perfect travels, luxurious travel and unplanned travels. But there is one kind of travel that’s above all of these, the best friends travel. I think it all depends on the company, so even if you are sitting in a dungeon it can still seem like Las Vegas for all you know.
I head off to Ahmedabad on 21st July 2017 to meet Sneha, from there we decided we’d make a road trip to explore Udaipur first hand. It was a four-day escapade and on the very same morning I received my visa grant notification for Australia. There was so much to celebrate, so much to look forward to and so many memories to make.
I reach Ahmedabad and we do the regular stuff people do when they visit there, eat lots and lots of street food and of course visit Gandhi Ashram. I still recollect the essence of that place, the fact that we walked on the same soil that Gandhi ji once did, brings in an unexplainable sensation. The ambience, the location and the view, everything seemed so perfect. That place had a calm aura, a peaceful atmosphere and memories of more than a lifetime.
I love monsoon travels. We had our fair share of magical rain.
Sneha’s husband drove us to Udaipur the next day, we reached towards the afternoon. So, we ended up having lunch straightaway. Thinking of the trip now, I realized it involved so much of eating. Firstly, there was tasty food all around and secondly, I just cannot control my food habits around Smoorjan, she has a way to influence me every single bloody time.
We had lunch at ‘Royal repast’, it was more than just the food, the ambience had so much history, the interiors were a treat to our eyes and the service was topnotch. We had a royal lunch indeed, we were so stuffed we didn’t want to move.
Later that day we visited the abandoned monsoon castle, with a name like that it most definitely had to rain. Zigzagged paths, rainy drives, splendid window views everything added to the beauty of the trip. In fact, it kept getting better by the hour. The rain added glory to our trip.
Later, we went to saheliyon ki bari, our friendly guide told us so many beautiful things about the place. I believe that place was built in 1700’s for the maharana’s wives just to kill their boredom. Now, that is some serious couple goals. The stunning fact is, that place still has functioning waterfalls all designed by the law of psychics, no machinery, no technology. Isn’t it fascinating? I think it had four gardens and each of them had a theme, the first was the welcome garden, the second was my favorite, it mimicked a rain forest, it had tall palm trees, a swing, rhythmic rain sounds artificially created by the fountains. Imagine that. Another garden mirrored heavy rain, imagine the effect of drenching rain created by fountains without modern day technology. I think technology is making us lazy, somehow all the magnificent structures and breathtaking monuments are all part of history.
Our hotel wasn’t far from the city palace, we could see the loud bright palace all lit up while having dinner. It was a splendid affair.
On 23rd we visited city palace, it took us the whole day to explore it. It poured down massively and we remained drenched the whole day. I still remember how we walked those small gullies laughing and talking. We hired a guide and we were all set to experience history all over again. A part of the palace is still in use by the family. The way it is maintained is praise worthy.
The palace had so much to offer right from history, architecture, traditions, beliefs, stories and experiences. They ate royalty, they wore royalty, they spoke royalty and they birthed royalty. There are so many details I would like to point out, but words wouldn’t be sufficient. The way the windows were designed, the way the rooms were built for sunlight and air, and the luxuries they enjoyed everything had a reason. The essence of their reign still lies in the things displayed prophesizing a glorious end.
Just when we realized our trip was coming to an end the universe rewarded us with something better than the best. Without a doubt, the boat ride was the best piece of cake saved for the last. All through that ride we were satisfied with a big slice of Udaipur, the memory still brings in a royal breeze tingling our minds, our tongues still praise those tempting delicacies and our hearts remain there waiting until we return.
I think Rajasthan has so much to explore, it could take a month or more to explore the beauty of this province. There is so much to see and so much more to feel. I wish I spend at least a month in Rajasthan, touring around until my heart is full.
We return to Ahmedabad drunk with the memories from the trip.
Do I have to say anything more? Go to Rajasthan, not just Udaipur, go and get lost in history.