After breakfast we rode directly away from our homestay at Marwa Fort; it’s a work in progress. It’s been in the family for generations and and is indeed part of the fort.
At our first tea stop we learned that overloaded trucks are charged a 5000 rupee fixed price bribe to avoid the 40,000 rupee official fine. There’s no way around this system, as the oil will anyway come from the sesame seed.
Not long after, a bullfight in the street, and another set of families as interested in taking pictures of us as we were of them, and one day old baby goats.
Then a visit to a Sikh temple; in the bathroom this knob which I was really torn about. It depends if this knob is a faucet or a drain I guess. Ultimately did not turn it though.
Later, at the market in Jaipur, I subjected myself to the streetside barber. I felt it important to choose the one with the craziest hair. His is a little but Don King, a little bit Donald Trump.
Shave, too. Here I am going under the knife. Normally this would cost 50 rupees (less than a dollar) for a local.
