We just arrived in Udaipur this afternoon, after a visit our visit to Jaipur, two days in Pushkar at the camel fair and a night in a Maharajah's palace in a small village between there and here. (Oh, it was POSH! - so we must be too.) Pushkar deserves its own blog entry so this is just a taster for you right now.
Today on our way to Udaipur we drove past kilometres and kilometres of marble quarries with so much marble I think they could pave the world in it, or at least Canada. Today in our hotel we discovered that not only the floors in the room and the room are marble, so are the shelves in the closet! And last night the Maharajah's palace was another symphony of marble with a bathroom we could have held a ball in.
But to the blow horn title - not only did we drive past all the marble factories but we also drove by all the trucks that carry the marble, thousands of them, and they all have Blow Horn, or Sound Horn inscribed on the back, while some also have Keep Distance, or Wate for side. And a good thing. Since the roads are only two lanes, passing is an adventure but the drives all help each other do it.
First you pull out to have a look, if things look promising the driver pulls out, blowing his horn of course. Then the truck one is passing falls back a little (Keep distance) and finally the guy riding shot gun on the bus leans out the window and signals to the truck driver when we need to get in. And sometimes we have to get in fast.
However, it all works, and works like magic, since we are still here.
Now I have to go - we are off to dinner at Ambrai - with a view of the Lake Palace all lit up like a birthday cake I bet.
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Great to read the latest post. You keep using the word POSH so I thought I would share a definition. However, I am disappointed to find out that the derivation that I like so much may not be the true one! Anyway, here we go: "The legend has become widely circulated that posh is an acronym formed from the initial letters of port out, starboard home, an allusion to the fact that wealthy passengers could afford the more expensive cabins on the port side of the ships going out to India, and on the starboard side returning to the United Kingdom, which kept them out of the heat of the sun. Pleasant as this story is, it has never been substantiated. Another possibility is that posh may be the same word as the now obsolete posh "dandy, swell," a slang term current around the end of the 19th century. This too is of unknown origin, but it has been linked with the still earlier 19th-century slang term posh "halfpenny," hence broadly "money," which may have come ultimately from Romany posh "half."" I live and learn! Marje
ReplyDeleteHi guys,
ReplyDeleteMercy...the roads and rules of the world never cease to amaze....the truly amazing part is there aren't more accidents. Sometimes, though (and you can all discuss this on your bus), I think that LESS structured rules make for safer, more courteous driving. It's an idea that's gaining popularity in Europe: remove stop lights/stop signs, make all intersections standard 4-ways, and let drivers, pedestrians, bikes, everyone sort out how to navigate them on their own. They're proving it actually REDUCES traffic jams.
Travel safely...busy writing here (all about Canada). Hugs from R&K