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Published: November 3rd 2014
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The train from Delhi to Udaipur is 12 hours, probably the easiest journey I've had so far! Slept well and woke up on time.
Udaipur must be the laziest city in India! Nothing's fucking open 'till 10AM! When compared with everywhere else opening at like 7/8 makes a difference, when I arrived at the station I couldn't book my fucking ticket for the next day cos no one's at work! Get to work you bums!
As a consequence I ended up staying an extra night than I wanted to, and paying an extra 200 fucking rupees for the train!
I suppose there's worse places to have to spend an extra night.
I go to the cheapest place the guide book recommends, 150rs for a dorm room, lal ghat guest house, it's really really nice, probably the best place I've stayed on the whole trip! Backs right out onto the lake, beautiful view of the floating hotel where James Bond Octopussy was filmed and of the floating palace.
According to the guide book there's very few things to do in Udaipur, just the city palace and the floating palace.
I decided against going into the city palace as you have to pay 30rs entry to the grounds and then an extra fucking 500rs or so to get into each individual bit! Fuck that!
I'll just get the boat out to the floating palace, 430rs.
I get on the boat, it goes around the lake and begins to approach the floating palace (it used to go to the hotel in the middle too, but since the 2008 Mumbai attacks they've cracked down, and you can only visit if you're staying there, and at £400 a night, I'll give it a miss). The palace looks really cool, I get off the boat and go for a wander and quickly realise the place is pretty much just a wedding venue, nice place to get married like, but definitely not worth the money and the trip out there! Apparently Shah Jahan was inspired by the floating palace for the Taj Mahal, there's literally no resemblance so I think that might be a touch of bullshit.
I go back to the guest house, hoping there's someone around with an idea of something to fucking do, I meet this Irish chick and head up for sunset on the local "mountain".
We go up to the "rope way" to watch the sunset, Indians are so lazy, it took probably 20 minutes to walk to the hill and 10 minutes to walk up it....and when asking for directions they're all telling us to get a fucking tuk tuk and then the cable car because it's too far to walk,(in need voice) "excuse me sir, I've been trekking in the himalaya! Your "mountains" are merely small hills, my trekking prowess will easily conquer their slight incline, I've trekked up "shear unrelenting climbs" for 700M and more in a day!"
The sunset over the city is beautiful, really clear evening, the sun reflects off the lake perfectly, how romantic.
So at this point I'm already wondering what the fuck I'm going to do the second day, never mind the third, I've pretty much done everything already!
I end up just wondering around, bump into an English couple and spend the day wondering around with them.
Udaipur is so fucking boring at night though, being on a low budget I didn't want to go out and drink, and there was no one around in the guest house, so I did a lot of staring into space and reading the same parts of the guide book!
Third day, same story, good job I had wifi, the mundane reality of Udaipur didn't seem quite as bad as the mundane reality of English life, which I was reading through Facebook.
Staring into the lake in the sun bored is much preferable to staring at a computer screen at work or something, and I'm guessing it's getting pretty cold and dark back home too! Enjoy.
Now, off to Mumbai for a stop off, braking the travel to Goa up!
18 hours on a train, 942km, the longest yet. Fuck sake, I might travel Vatican City or something next, way smaller!
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