We weren’t sure what to expect from India’s “Pink City.” Jaipur, India, got its name from the distinctly colored buildings painted to resemble red sandstone. For good measure, the city later repainted the town in the same rose tone to impress the Prince of Wales during a visit in 1876.
For us, the color paled in comparison to the more vibrant city tucked past its larger tourist stops.
The Taj Mahal had been on my bucket list for years. Fog almost kept us from a sunrise pilgrimage to see this building at one of its best hours.
Our guide had told us the night before that we could “sleep in” the morning of our appointed sunrise visit because expected fog would make our early departure pointless.
Instead, we got an unexpected wake-up call around 4 that morning telling us our luck had changed. Get dressed and ready to head to the Taj, we were instructed.
If you were to watch the traffic in Delhi, you’d think there would have to be accident within every mile. We didn’t witness one mishap in Delhi.
It’s as if the blaring horns create their own language, uniting the city in managed chaos.
It’s true what they say. India overwhelms all of the senses.
Its vivid colors, curious smells, piquant tastes, and shoulder-rubbing, action-packed streets come together to create India’s one-and-only feel.
There’s no confusing India for another country. The trip stands apart as our most exotic in the way it elicits so many emotions.
We had experienced Italy’s big three: Rome, Florence and Venice. Undoubtedly, these cities are the building blocks of a great Italian vacation for first-timers.
Craving a slightly difference experience, we decided to head off the beaten path to discover more of what this boot-shaped country offers.