March 4, 2013 by brasiersarah
Pushkar is a very holy city with a prohibition on alcohol and meat. What we were doing there is anyones guess? We were told by a few other people it was a great destination. Turns out it was a bit of a non event of a town but thats ok we had fun anyway. It also happened to be the week of Sarah’s birthday. The main attraction of the town is the lake, said to be the tears of Lord Shiva that he shed after the death of his wife Sati making it a holy pilgrimage site. A beautiful town encompassing a holy lake surrounded by mountains with really not that much to do, it’s nice to look at though.Some of the best falafels in town these guys welcome you with open arms and insist that you eat at their shack.Some of the local children at the falafel shop.This is the hotel we spent Sarah’s birthday in a beautiful cool retreat from the dust and sun outside. Vines draped from the top floor down to the lobby providing a shelter for various birds. You would eat breakfast to the sounds of a water fountain and chirping birds, occasionally you would be lucky enough to see a bird fly full force into one of the windows something I sadistically enjoyed. A beautiful bowl of rose petals you say? We call it a day ruiner! The morning of Sarah’s birthday I had planned a leisurely horse ride through the outskirts of Pushkar followed by and hour long massage and finally a romantic dinner in one of the best spots in town. But in the semi slumber that is just after you hit the snooze button the alarm clock which just so happens to double as a $500 phone was slipped into this day ruiner. Safe to say the birthday didn’t go as planned but we still had a fun day.Who puts a bowl of rose petals in water right above the bed and next to the power point anyway?! Stupid place for it!