Day #3 - 4th July 2010
Location: Jodhpur to Jaisalmer
Distance Covered: 301 KM
Train Ticket Price: 157 Rs
Total Distance Covered: ~1421 KM
This train ride was to be a first sleeper class experience for Boon, Frau and Jam. It IS a big deal taking the sleeper class into Rajasthan. Firstly, it was to be a dusty and uncomfortable experience. Secondly, sleeper class is the lowest you can possibly go. It is also the main form of transportation for India's mainly poor citizens.
A technician getting the ol' fan fixed.
Jam: Mommy, sleeper class jialat na. All I wanna do is curl up into a cocoon.
Ho: No fan inside sleeper cabin. Mati la.
A typical sleeper carriage.
I slept like a log and didn't realise the amount of dust swirling in the cabins. The others were kept awake I think and covered their faces during the journey. The desert sand somehow made its way into the cabins, onto our faces, bags, underwear and even my throat. Dammit. I was coughing quite badly as I alighted at Jaisalmer and my hair felt as if it was super glued together or something. I taught to myself, "What a shitty start to Jaisalmer." Nevertheless, plastered on my smile, and kept my spirits up.
Sand on my bag.
Sand in our hair. Sand on my camera lens.
Lesson learnt. Never take the sleeper class/open-air carriages into desert territory unless fully prepared. Eg. Shower cap, dust mask, bag rain cover, raincoat
Loading up and heading to the hotel.
Hello Jaisalmer
Hotel Golden City
Jaisalmer was FREAKING hot. More on that in a later post. Oh and better get on with this backpacking posts thing. School has started!
Location: Jodhpur to Jaisalmer
Distance Covered: 301 KM
Train Ticket Price: 157 Rs
Total Distance Covered: ~1421 KM
This train ride was to be a first sleeper class experience for Boon, Frau and Jam. It IS a big deal taking the sleeper class into Rajasthan. Firstly, it was to be a dusty and uncomfortable experience. Secondly, sleeper class is the lowest you can possibly go. It is also the main form of transportation for India's mainly poor citizens.
A technician getting the ol' fan fixed.
Jam: Mommy, sleeper class jialat na. All I wanna do is curl up into a cocoon.
Ho: No fan inside sleeper cabin. Mati la.
A typical sleeper carriage.
I slept like a log and didn't realise the amount of dust swirling in the cabins. The others were kept awake I think and covered their faces during the journey. The desert sand somehow made its way into the cabins, onto our faces, bags, underwear and even my throat. Dammit. I was coughing quite badly as I alighted at Jaisalmer and my hair felt as if it was super glued together or something. I taught to myself, "What a shitty start to Jaisalmer." Nevertheless, plastered on my smile, and kept my spirits up.
Sand on my bag.
Sand in our hair. Sand on my camera lens.
Lesson learnt. Never take the sleeper class/open-air carriages into desert territory unless fully prepared. Eg. Shower cap, dust mask, bag rain cover, raincoat
Loading up and heading to the hotel.
Hello Jaisalmer
Hotel Golden City
Jaisalmer was FREAKING hot. More on that in a later post. Oh and better get on with this backpacking posts thing. School has started!
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