I can't go for ghat, noooo, no can do 1/10

That was all Andy's pun. Anyone who knows me know I'm not down w them but I'll make this exception. 

Anyhow, we stayed at a nice simple hotel in the country next to a rose garden. When I mean simple I mean I took a shower using a hot and cold spigot. You know how much you hate washing your hands w two spigots? Try taking a damn shower. Not fun or pleasant, but it had to be done. 

What do you do when you have an extra week in Asia and need to decompress? You go to the Maldives!! Get me on some sandy beaches that don't have poop on them! We definitely need some R&R&C&TP (cleanliness and toilet paper) after our India route. I'm so stoked I wish we were leaving tomorrow. 

I was still nauseous from last night so I had a plain breakfast. Andy thought I ruined his breakfast because they have cereal and bread to both of us but he got some spicy Indian goodness. 

We walked around the town of Pushkar. It's a small town around a holy lake. People come from all around to bath themselves in the ghats (pools in the lake). The town is small and pretty nice, a lot of white washed buildings overlooking the lake temples all about. No pictures allowed (Andy got some of course). 

It's unfortunate that everyone wants to make a buck off you. You can trust anyone and don't even want to talk to people because they will try to charge you for it. Even the dudes monitoring the shoes at the temples want your money. A dude comes up to give us Marigolds to put into the water and we declined because we know how this ends. Oh well, it's part of the experience. We did get a couple genuine good mornings without asking for money. One store owner said "good morning, you can spend your money here". Yeah thanks dude. Another guy tried to sell Andy cigarettes and Andy said those will kill you. The guy just threw his head back and rolled his eyes like. Haha. 

The walk around the lake and ghats was fast. I got into a couple family photobooks w the ladies. We saw a huge catfish in the lake- that thing will take a tie off. Maybe that's why no one is bathing in it (just the ghats). We left for Udaipur at 11:30. Sanjay no longer speaks to me unless he has to. Not sure if he's pissed at me for the safari fiasco or is just treating me like dudes treat women. I now communicate w him via Andy. Sanjay stares at me in the rear view mirror and it's creepy. Yes a lot of people stare here, but this dude is our driver. Ugh. 

Have I mentioned being on the road is terrifying? It's a death wish. Big trucks don't give a shit, they will pull right out in front of you. Other cars don't give a shit. Cows don't give a shit. That's way too many big objects not giving a shit. Then add in dodging women holding infants sidesaddle on the backs of motorcycles and I can't look. Although there's a greater chance of death, I'm glad we aren't in the local buses. Maybe I've been traveling for too long or maybe it's the puke that I'm still receiving from. At least we are getting to see a lot more than by train or bus. 

Then we made it to the wonderful city of Udaipur!! It's like the Venice of India but it's around a lake and there are no streets of water (you get the picture). Finally a different town that's not full of dirt of temples- well it is, but much nicer. We headed out to dinner and stopped by to take pictures of the river. Lots of pigeons there. Kids like to run through them so they all fly away. One pooped on Andy. Haha! It was bound to happen to one of us! Only on the shirt and arm though, no hair. 

We walked to the other side for dinner on a beautiful rooftop. I trusted their wine selection and had some for the first time in 7 weeks and it was soooo good!! I manned up and had some white cream Indian dish. It was too much. Apparently Indian dumplings aren't like Nepal and Chinese dumpings. Ugh. I'm still on the mend. Doesn't matter, the wine and view were great! So glad to have a change of pace here, and wine.