Pushkar

Went back out to the fair grounds this morning as the program said at 8am there was wrestling. Turned up at 7.30 to get a good seat but no one turned up. I watched the horse owners go through their paces bare back. I've seen so many stunning horses here and they love to make the horses dance for people. It is truly something to see. Any how, it is now 9.30 am and the wrestlers have not turned up and i know I am in India. Next all these camels turned up plus some pulling covered carts. Then the police came up to me and some other Westerners that had started wondering in, and asked if we would like to go out into the desert on the camels or in the cart for free and watch some desert dancing. It took awhile for people to realise that this was Legit. What luck. We were led out the grounds by a drummer and piper on the lead camel with the wagons in toe. We might be on tonight's TV news as they filmed us. The professional Indian photographers kept calling to us, requesting we look this way and that while they took our photos. Cosmic joke if my picture turned up in an Indian tour brochure one day. We were led out into the dunes overlooking the camel area. Here they parked all our camels and pulled the covered wagons into a circle from which the musicians and dancers performed. It was stunning and I felt so privileged. When we arrived back in the fair grounds the horse judging was on and I was asked if I wanted to be apart of the water pot races. I thought about it for awhile but felt it was more up to the younger women. Full earthenware pots of water are placed on heads and a dash is made for the finish line. A Westerner came first while a younger Indian woman came second. It was a lot of fun.

Oct 31, 2009

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