Delhi and Nagaur





The first thing we did in Delhi was to buy Indian outfits for Yvonne. She got four outfits and only wore them during our time in India. Muslim women wear these outfits (pants, tunic and scarf). Hindu women wear both  these and saris. These Muslim outfits are perfect for other Islamic countries (see our Syria pictures).The locals, like this lady, gave her a lot of approving attention.




India has many interesting faces…








This is the Digambar Jain Temple in Delhi. Janism is an old Indian religious tradition dating back to around 500 BCE. They have no castes or sacrifices and practice asceticism. They will take great pains to avoid harming even an ant.




A bicycle rickshaw ride in Old Delhi is an experience one shouldn’t miss.


Delhi was one of the most polluted cities in the world. They have now converted every diesel vehicle to compressed national gas and the air is clear. Those numbers: 12,000 buses, 10,000 taxis, 80,000 motorized rickshaws.








The Jami Massid mosque in old Delhi is India’s largest mosque. It dates back to 1656. The picture below is the view from the tower on the left down to the square.







The interior square of the Jami Massid mosque.







We left Delhi and drove to the cattle (and some camels) fair in Nagaur, Rajasthan. On the way we found these two snake charmers.










A rural scene in the country side.





















Laundry day.








The Nagaur cattle fair is held only once a year. It is less famous than the Pushkar camel fair but quite colorful and interesting in its own right. We saw few tourists.



At the Nagaur cattle fair, people were willing, even anxious to be photographed. The fellow top left gets a lot of help from his friends to have his mustache swirled just perfectly, the guy bottom right carried quite a load.








Juergen wanted a photo of the guys with Yvonne. At first they were quite hesitant. Maybe a woman in their group made them uncomfortable – women stayed together, not with men. But after someone laughed they really got into it.









The fair grounds.











A lot of smoking is going on…








…even this camel seemed to be totally addicted. It would inhale the smoke, swoon, lowering its head. Then it immediately went back for more!  We don’t think the cigarette was the Camel brand.









A magnificent bovine.







The mornings were chilly.








The vast majority of animals traded at this fair were cattle but we also saw a fair number of camels.




This guy and his partner made dentures.






The trees in these pictures are used for fire wood and are a renewable resource. The wooden branches are carefully pruned and harvested to ensure a steady supply of wood. They only cut them back so far. During the next monsoon the tree fills out again and the cycle starts over.










Ladies are very colorfully dressed, in an otherwise very drab environment.








In the near-by village market one can buy everything from live animals to produce and other supplies.








That’s a taxi. Quite a ride.









Saying good bye to Nagaur.