28/12/10At first i was voluntarily stuck there, after meeting good folk the shock wore off and it seemed the perfect place to spend an inchristmassy christmas. xmas night played out by drums and spinning fire balls and then i resolved to leave at last the next day. it wasn't to be. Road blocks strikes, cancellations, the whole place shutdown. Destination scrubbed i decided to jump on the first bus out, which puts me in Jodphur, sitting on the city wall of a fort, looking down at a cloudy city of blue houses. Drums still play, the unescapable sounds of Rajasthan continue to beat and sing, multicolored turbans and tales of the glorious battles of the maharajahs all around.
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