Namaste everybody,

When i arrived at Ahmadabad, i find a bus

 immediatly for Udaipur.

It's 4 o'clock in the morning and i'm very tired

but the spectacle is famous and i don't sleep.

There are some cows in the middle of the road

and some men sleep on the sides; anothers are

 in groups around the Samosa sellers.

(Samosa look like at fritter with potatoes, onions and spices)

The bus stoppes to take news passengers and

shokeepers come at the windows to offer some

 bananas, oranges, crisps and also Tchai: the

drink N° 1 in India. (Tea with milk and some spices)

The bus starts again and we meet a camel which

 trail a straw cart with at the top the farmer in well sitting.

With continuous klaxons from the bus at every

overtakings and the shakes on the bad roads, i fall

asleep (on 1 ear).

It's at Udaipur in ricshaw that i finish my mad day

 at transport: boat, plane and bus.

The ricshaw is a taxi with 3 wheels behind a moto

or a bike. there are  in the coins of the streets.

Udaipur is a very beautiful town with small mountains

 around;  the town is situated near a lake with in the

 middle a few palaces which seem to float.This nice

 town has a lot tourists and there are many shops.

It's dificult to walk during 5 minutes without a seller of

 clothes, sculpture or trinkets, calls out me "Hello sir" 

 and try to speak with me to sell me his product.

(be carrefully for stings)

One time, a man propose me to go up on the elephant

for a walk. I would prefer to see the beautiful animal

 in the country.

All day long, it carry  the tourists with around it the cars

 and their klaxons. It's striked by its master.

My prefered day during the 5 at Udaipur is this where

 i hire a bike and leaved the swarming of the town to

get back to the quiet country.

The tropical climate favours big trees when there is

enough water. A few has flowers and the indians are

happy to pick the flowers to decorate a lot of things

like the bus and the houses.

The flowers are offered at the many hindus gods.

(more than 2 millions)

My last day at Udaipur was a public holiday because

 it's the colours feast: "Holly". During the feast, people

 goes in the streets and they daub and fling with the

 powder paint.

I look at the people who dance and embrace  theyself

 in the street saying "happy holly". I take  down a

water bucket on my head from a boy on a balcony.

The tee-shirt  "Pos cafe" is very coloured. The colours

 show us the gaiety in India.

The women clothes "saris" have bright colours. So the

 horns of the cows are painted.

The streets at Montjean or Laval are very quiet  in

comparison with those in Udaipur.

Monday 23 th, i take the train and after the bus to go

to the big city:" Delhi " where there are shantytowns

and big moderns buildings.

A student "Mina" help me to find "Navneet" that i met

2 years ago when i stayed during July and August.

I'm very happy to meet him and inhabit in his house 

for a part of the 12° week .

Bye

P S : I wavered between to answer at your questions

 or related this last week . I hope to find the time to

answer at you quickly.

Thanks for all your messages .

Pierre