Udaipur is probably my favorite city thus far. It is much more layed back, less crowded, less haggeling and more clean. It was the first city where we actually saw garbage trucks. I was recovering sadly from a spout of travelers diahreaha at this point, so I became a bit more cautious about what my poor stomach was intaking. But three days of cipro seemed to do the trick. I tried my favorite dish Shahi Paneer here, but it was coated with shreded coconut, and still did not beat Delhi's dish. Our accomodation was...well....interesting. It was in a gueshouse, there was hot water as long as you turned on the switch 20-30min before you needed it. Geko's quietly kept us company scampering the walls, while we rested and caught our bearings. The Hindu temple blasted chants by loud speaker in the evening, and the Mosque blasted the call to prayer by morning. Best time to sleep was between the hours of 1am - 5am when it was almost completly quiet.
We had met a woman named Judith in Agra and several days later we met her randomly again in Udaipur. It was fortunate for us, because she helped us solidify our plans for the remaining of our trip in the south of which she was very familiar.
