So it’s been a while. Again. I never expected it to be so difficult to find good internet and wifi around here, but the latter is actually closer to impossible than difficult. I’m really happy I have my laptop so that I can backup my photos even if the humidity and the dust seems to kill all electronic devices. My phone is completely dead so don’t even bother texting me..

I’m in Goa now. Going around between beaches and little colourful villages on my motorbike, enjoying the sun and getting some things done.

A lot has happened since I last posted something here. I met two Italian Berlin-guys in Pushkar that I got stuck with for almost two weeks.

Me & Pietro in Jodhpur-Napoli.

They told people that I was adopted and they had exchanged me for an old iPod. It was a lot of fun and a lot of new Italian words, but as everything sucks in Napoli, the moment of separation came and I chose to stay in Goa while they went on with their super-strict german itinerary. Funny thing is we have the same flight back so I guess I will have to see them again.:P

After Pushkar we spent some days in Jodhpur, which was actually blue, not like the “pink” that Jaipur was supposed to be. It was blue and it was beautiful, and we got there just as they were celebrating a festival so I danced some traditional dance with some kids on a backyard and it was generally a kind and easy city.

Jaisalmer was different from the other places I have visited and it was nice to see some desert, sandstone and beautiful leather bags. We jumped onto some camels and they took us on a two day safari.

The desert was more of a big sand-dune than the Sahara-like desert I had imagined, and at one moment when we were laying down on blankets after riding the camels and visiting small villages the whole day, one in the group screamed “snake, snake!” which proved to be a very poisonous little fellow that the Indian cameldriver instantly killed with a stick. It had been crawling over poor Johnny’s legs and the cameldriver was pointing out all the good karma that it meant that he hadn’t got bitten.. we got a bit paranoid over the fact that there were vipers around but looking up at the stars and trying to catch the shooting ones to the sound of the desert made me forget all the snakes and enjoy the moment.

I woke up in the middle of the night and spent some time looking at the moon as it was going down. I don’t think I have ever seen a moonset before, at least I’m sure I haven’t seen one on a perfectly black sky in the desert. The night was beautiful and in the morning we saw a lot of snake tracks around the blankets we had been sleeping on which was a bit creepy but too late to worry about.. haha

From Jaisalmer we went to Udaipur which by many is spoken about as the most romantic city in Rajasthan.. it was nice. Really nice. Quite touristy and photo-friendly. But nothing more than that.

After Udaipur we took a train to Mumbai which I liked quite a lot. We met a new travelbuddy, Roi, on the station and when the Italian guys chose to take an early train to Goa the next day I stayed
with him which was heaps of fun. Our day in Mumbai was filled with missions and a lot of local trains which are just like in the movies where there are no doors and people hang out and jump on and off while the train is in motion.

The day get quite chaotic in the end as I had left my lens in the Canon center and when I got there to collect it they just started working on it. It made me a bit annoyed but it was really interesting for me to watch through a window as they were taking the lens apart and my MacGyver cells were jumping around in excitement.. However “Wait a second, five minutes, we fix now” means more than 35 minutes and I had to leave it there as we were missing our bus to Goa.

We got to the local train station and got to know that it would take about an hour to get to where we were heading. Taxi was not an option, apparently it would take two hours. Rush hour at its beauty, there was no chance we would manage to catch our bus.

We changed our plan a bit and chose to take an earlier train to another close-by station where we could catch a cab and somehow maybe make it.. however that train wasn’t coming either and we were stuck waiting on our platform. Roi was amazingly positive and kept trying to point out positive aspects of being stuck in Mumbai, I was really happy that he wasn’t panicking as I know so many others would have.. instead, suddenly we spotted the name of our destination on a train.. but it was passing by on another platform on the other side of the tracks. “Let’s go!” was all I heard and we jumped down onto the tracks and ran over to the other side like I’ve seen the crazy locals do some times. We jumped up onto the right platform and into the open train that was already moving. My adrenaline kicked in and I was happier than ever, we got to our station, ran out and jumped into a cab, screamed “chello, chello, chello!”, and got to our bus the minute it was scheduled to leave. High five!

The Italian guys had chosen to skip the train as it was heavily delayed so we found ourselves on the same bus to Goa. Reunited! Happytimes. 16 hours ride. I watched the book of Eli, it was way too cheesy. Fail.

Goa is great. We found and danced at a crazy full-moon trance party. We’ve been hanging out on different beaches, watching sunsets and eating amazing sea-food. I’m going around on my motorbike and I get to wear shorts and my bikini. It’s not India the way I have gotten to know India. But it’s India enough at the moment, with a possibility to get a tan and relax. This is vacation. A well deserved one.

Yesterday I visited the children in the houses of El Shaddai which was a wonderful experience.

Apart from that, I was talked into doing a tattoo. I agreed under the condition that it would be my own special design.

Meet happy Prima, named after my 23 year old henna artist. It’s winter in Sweden at the moment so I get to wear socks when I come back. My giraffe is cool anyway, for about a month from now.

Bus to Hampi later, then probably back to Goa, more time at www.childrescue.net, and then Mumbai and the flight back home.

Time flies and I’m enjoying!

Varanasi, India 2010

I can’t believe it’s only been two weeks. It feels like as if I have been here forever! I love India, I’m alive and everything is great. I have found a hotel in Pushkar where they actually have really good  wifi so I’m here right now and guess what.. you’ll get a proper update and some pictures today!

The streetfood in India is fantastic. It looks nasty when they cook it in things that don’t look anything close to clean, but considering the heat that it’s being prepared in, it’s safe.. and incredibly tasty. & CHEAP! We’re talking 10 rupees.. that’s about 13 eurocents, for a huge meal with rice,chickpeas, something really spicy and some bread.

My first trainride was a 13hour trip and I was enjoying to the fullest before I started feeling really bad not realising that I was actually sick. Luckily it didn’t break out before I had made my way to Varanasi..

Varanasi was wonderful. It is a place where death and spirituality is closer than I have ever experienced it, it is such a profound part of the daily life that you get used to it in a way that I never would have expected. After some days the frequent passing of processions with people carrying dead bodies weren’t anything sensational anymore.. it was just natural. I’m happy I stayed six days, even more considering the fact that I was half-dead during the first 24 hours. And wow, if that was all of Delhi-belly I would have to experience, I consider myself very lucky. Let’s hope that I’m immune now and that I don’t go there again!

In Varanasi I met a lot of wonderful people, a crazy and lovely Italian girl decided to join me on my 13h trainride to Agra to see the Taj Mahal. We were in Agra at 6 o’clock in the morning and spent the day with a motorickshaw man named Ameen who took us around the different sights in Agra for the cost of about 4€. The Taj was.. wow. Really.. no matter how many pictures I have seen of it, it was still breathtaking and a lot bigger than I had expected. At 18 I had my train to Jaipur and the mafia girl Sara took hers to Delhi.

I spent two days in Jaipur and I didn’t enjoy it that much.. first of all, my lens broke! My dear 18-200mm got stuck and now it’s just kind of like a fixed 24mm lens. I went to the Canon office and they said it would take a week because they would have to send it to New Delhi and bla bla bla. so I passed on that.. It’s really sad as the views here in Rajasthan are really wonderful and as photography is such an important part of my travelling, but on the other hand now I will have to learn how to manage and like my 50mm lens.. haha
Jaipur as a city was basically loud and crowded, it was more grey than pink and the hustle was just too much. As much as I love India, I also hate the fact that it turns me into a rude person. I have seriously never before been this rude to strangers in my entire life. India forces me to say things such as “I said NO!” or.. and this is so embarassing.. at some point I actually pretended that I am deaf. Seriously, I’m not the easily provoked one, but sometimes “hello ma’am, which country?” just gets too much when you know that they will follow you around trying to take you to their cousin’s/father’s/uncle’s overpriced shop the next 15 minutes if you answer or even smile. The nicest part of Jaipur was when me and a friend I had met on the train took a local bus to Amber and the fort there, it was beautiful and nice.. but no elephants as promised. And of course also the evening when we went to the cinema which was insane. Bollywood is so much fun! I have been to the movies twice now and the audience screams and shouts whenever there’s some bare skin or when some actor says something funny. They sing along with the songs and even if I don’t understand hindi.. it doesn’t matter, the stories are so cheesy that you literally get everything anyway. It’s great! haha

I left Jaipur and took a bus to Pushkar.. there are no tourists here! Like seriously, I am the only person staying in my hotel which is in a really nice location. I am paying 1,4€ per night for a beautiful big room with a really nice bathroom because the owners are so desperate for money that I basically could bargain my way to almost any deal.. Pushkar is lovely, it has a lake in the middle and people are friendly, calm and nice.. yesterday when going back to my hotel I found a children’s show being set up at the backyard. Me and two Irish girls I had met earlier in the evening joined and sat with all the kids that were going bananas over our cameras. Wonderfully random.

One photo! One chocolate! One rupee! One schoolpen! One photo! One photo!

I will stay here another day or two, then I want to head west to Jaisalmer. And you know that if you click on the pictures you can see them in higher resolution? And if you didn’t get enough, there’s some more pictures here. :)

Take care out there!