Recently a pic stirred memories from my first travel to Rajasthan in 1989, to the Pink city with a friend.
Three things came out from this travel, which marked me for ever.
Tasting camel’s milk in tea. Very very strong taste. Best avoided.
Buying loose diamonds for the first time in my life. Revelation! Addiction.
Discovering what turned the head of the British. Rajasthan in all its marvel. I always went back again and again, further and futher.
Camel’s milk on sale, what are these people thinking?