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Train travel in India

India is huge. We’ve been on a few trains, and typically, train travel between major (tourist) cities take anywhere between 4-8 hours, sometimes even more, requiring the use of a night train. However, train travel is incredibly cheap in India, even if you travel well in an A/C class, so we’ve been keen to use trains as much as possible. Since we’ve taken a few different trains, and are about to embark on another (night train, eek!), I thought I’d share a few quirks we’ve observed and learned.

1. Busting the myth: tourists can book on the official Indian railway booking website with foreign credit cards (especially if using an Amex card). Starting from Day 1, ignorance, or perhaps desire to make a few bucks, has led to many people telling us that they need to book the tickets for us, of course with a small service charge added. Or, the guidebooks and locals have also suggested that we need to use the “foreigner friendly” website called Cleartrip, which collects a commission too. Lies, all lies!! We decided to test this myth the other night, a little too late into our trip, and surprise surprise, we successfully booked a train journey on the official site! Ugh.

2. On some trains, it’ll appear that nobody speaks English, and you can only communicate with them via the one word you both know – your destination. This happened on our ride up to Amritsar. Unfortunately, our travel companions who bonded with us over this word all had stops before us, so we still didn’t have anyone to inform us when we got to our stop. We had to just hang out near the doors and watch the platforms for any sign of English, but so far this strategy has worked out well. Or, as a last resort, our guidebook has been pretty precise in estimating the train journey time between cities, so we could guess based on our departure time, when we would be nearing our destination.

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A look at the bunks and the very nice lady who didn’t speak English but shared her snacks with us.

3. The Shatabdi Express trains are awesome. You get meals, it’s comfy, and there’s even an attempt of using an intercom to announce stops (although you can’t always decipher what the recorded voice is saying over the scratchy intercom). There are less vendors on this train, which can be nice and peaceful, but also kind of sad when you’re really craving a bag of chips. Biggest frustration: incredibly difficult to book last minute, so it’s best for those who plan in advance (i.e. not us).

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The “morning tea” on our Shatabdi train

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This little girl spoke English very well, and Alex befriended her. Then I told him to take a picture of her, reassuring him that it’s not creepy at all. It so is, but the deed is done, mwahaha!

4. When traveling in an A/C class, dress warmly! Also, ladies, wear slim-fitting trousers, or even better, leggings. Squat toilets + jostling train ride + trying to pee is trouble enough, you don’t need baggy clothing getting in the way of the fun. One last thing – don’t attempt the “Western toilet” if they have the option. Let’s just say, people have horrible aim, and the Western toilet is typically more disgusting than the squat toilet.

5. Beware of vendors on the train ripping off tourists. This happened on our first train ride to Amritsar, and still makes me a little annoyed when I think about it. The official(!) railway worker who distributed lunches on the train collected Rs.150 from the people sitting by me for their 3 meals, but when I reached to pay, he said, “don’t worry, later” and walked away. So I figured, OK, I will pay later. He waited until the people near me had all gotten off, and then came by, closed the curtain around our seats, and asked for Rs.150 for our one meal! I was very confused because the lady across from me did pay Rs.150, but that was for 3 meals. He claimed to not understand, and just asked for Rs.150 from me. Not wanting to create a scene, especially since he was an official worker in uniform, I gave him the money. Then he tried to charge us for the use of pillows and blankets! Good thing we didn’t actually use any of his precious pillows and blankets (which are totally complimentary), and another worker answered honestly for us that we didn’t take advantage of this service. He tried again later to ask about pillows and blankets, but I stood firm on that one. What a sneak! At the end of the day, it’s a couple of dollars, but the attitude of some people we’ve encountered just boggles my mind.

We have a couple more train rides left in India before we leave, and they will be quite different from each other. One will be a very slow overnight service to Agra from Udaipur, and I’m still not clear if we need to change trains. The other one, after much battle trying to book the 48-hour-in-advance tourist tickets, will not be a happy Shatabdi train, but rather a slower service from Agra back to Delhi. Ah well, then we’ll be done with the trains and off to Taipei!

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Cooking in Udaipur

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In Udaipur, somehow cooking classes have become all the rage with tourists. Everywhere in this town, at many restaurants and hotels, we’ve seen signs for cooking classes. There’s no telling which ones are good or bad, and even though our guidebook recommended a few places, it felt like perhaps the writers didn’t necessarily test out all these possibilities to know which class is the best. So when a couple we knew from Jaipur told us about the amazing experience they had at a cooking class in town, we stopped in there and signed up.

We took the class at Shashi’s Cooking Classes, in the home of Shashi and her sons. The class consisted of three couples, and Shashi introduced herself as a widow from a nearby Rajasthani village who got the idea to teach from a visiting tourist staying with her and her sons a few years ago. She actually learned English in the past few years as she went along to be able to teach, which is pretty amazing. The best thing about the cooking class was that she had print-outs of the recipes, which were created for her by the travelers who took her classes – and available in 5 languages!

The menu was pretty extensive, and the details and tricks shared by Shashi as we went along were valuable nuggets of information that I jotted down on my recipe pad. She shared some additional recipes that we didn’t try in class, but I will most definitely be trying at home – like the lassi recipe. For a non-dairy-person, I have enjoyed every cup of lassi we’ve had on the streets. Throughout the class, Shashi narrated her actions as she went along, but she also got us all to take turns doing some hands-on cooking (I got to do most of the naan, I can die happy now), which was nice.

In the end, the feast we had was pretty impressive: we started with chai (another item we will be making at home, I’m sure, as Alex is addicted), pakoras, aloo gobhi and the basic curry sauce that works for veg and meat dishes, vegetable pulao (more veg than rice, unlike biryani), naan, chapati, paranthas, and a tomato sauce and garlic cheese spread to go with our naan. Oh, and coriander chutney (which our classmates agreed would go perfectly with Doritos, lol), and mango chutney. It was delicious, and I’m excited that I have the recipes to tinker with, and possibly share on this blog in the future!

And now, a feast for your eyes…

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Straining
chai into our mugs – great start to the day!

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Potato
pakoras with the chutneys

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Stir-frying the vegetables for our
pulao

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Mixing the dough for the
naan. It was absolutely delicious, hands down my favourite takeaway from the course.

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Frying the
paranthas on the hot plate – somehow I ended up being the designated bread maker, which was totally fine with me!

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Naan stuffed with tomato sauce and garlic cheese. The garlic cheese was simple to make, and perfect for spreading on bagels or bread!

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The vegetable
pulao ready to serve

I think Alex and I will be taking a nap and having fruit for dinner after this feast.

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Jodhpur

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View from atop Mehrangarh Fort – it really is the Blue City!

After our interesting arrival in the Blue City, we have hit up quite a few places, and slowly gotten used to staying in the Old City. The Old City is full of winding narrow streets that go in all kinds of directions, and some so narrow as to deny rickshaw access and encourage cutting through alleyways to get to certain destinations (like our hotel).

Being in the Old City, our hotel has a nice little rooftop terrace that looks directly to Mehrangarh Fort, and at night, it was very peaceful and awe-inspiring to chill on the terrace with a cold drink and take in the view.

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View of Mehrangarh Fort from our hotel rooftop terrace

During the day, we walked up to the Fort, in the steepest way possible (stopping for water a few times due to the heat). Once we were at the top, it was well worth it. This has to be the best official “sight” we’ve been to, with museum-like displays of ancient carriages, weapons, and royal cradles, as well as a walk-through of some of the opulent rooms such as the public audience room and the ballroom reserved for events.

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One of the grand rooms in the Fort

We also took a tour to the rural villages outside of Jodhpur, to see artisans at work. We visited a potter whose big clay jars were stacked everywhere in his yard. These jars are quite commonplace, and are meant for storing water. Because it’s porous, it actually keeps the water quite cool during the summer, too. Our guide’s family was part of the cooperative working on durry udhyog, or handloom woven carpets. We saw his parents at work, and he also laid out quite a few carpets they are selling for us to see (and buy). As much as one of them really tickled my fancy, I couldn’t bring myself to buy because not only was it kind of pricey (for Indian prices – cheap in Canada still), but I am constantly pained by the fact that I have no home to decorate! We took his card and promised if we ever returned when we have a home, we’d be sure to stop by.

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Alex and his attempt on the potter’s wheel

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The village artisans at work on the loom

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Really liked the gray one in the back, thought it’d be perfect for the foot of a bed…but we don’t have a bed.

We continued on to visit the Bishnoi people, who have 29 rules of living in harmony with nature, or as our guidebook calls them, the “original tree-huggers”. What makes me laugh now that I think about it is that we visited, and they showed us the opium drinking ceremony, which I guess is a big tourist attraction. However, Alex and I weren’t really interested – and I’m glad we opted out because as you’ll see in the picture, the water gets passed through a weird purple sock-like thing quite a few times to “filter” it. So the funny thing is that this poor old man saw tourists, and had to have a shot of opium. We did tip him though, but random. We were also treated to chai at his house, which was deliciously made with the man-made lake water, fresh unpasteurized cow milk that had no means of refrigeration, and tea leaves and spices. I’m not being sarcastic – it was actually the best chai we’ve had so far in India, in my humble opinion, and I think the unpasteurized milk gave it a caramel-like taste. Yum!

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Bishnoi man preparing the opium

Our last day here, we’re taking it easy and then visiting a real local family! (Avi’s family…in case you’re interested.) Then we’re off to Udaipur…and goodness knows how long we might be there. We’ve realized there’s no way we can make it down to southern India at the leisurely pace we’ve been moving, and we’re not sure if we want to in this heat anyway…so that might have to be another trip, another time. Traveling without a firm schedule can be nice, but also quite stressful as we’re always looking at the calendar and urging ourselves to move on before we got too comfortable!

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