INDIA CYCLING: JODHPUR - UDAIPUR - DIU - MUMBAI

Jodhpur - the Blue City. The probably most beautiful of all beautiful cities in Rajastan.
Of course, also this city has a rather massive Fort.
Many houses are painted with Copper-sulfate to protect the walls from termites. How healthy this measure is to humans: we couldn't find out.
Streets are also among the narrowest we have seen so far.
Again underway. Next destination: Udaipur.
Supposedly, the most picturesque city. One could also say the most cheesy one.
However, the abundance on the street markets was impressive.
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Well, the sunsets were admittedly nice to look at.
New friends giving us new and weird perspectives on Hitler and Nazi-Germany.
Out of Rajastan - into Gujarat
Temperatures were higher here and humidity increases, due to the approaching sea. Four liters of water were minimum.
In Gujarat (bordering Pakistan) the population is by the majority muslim. One can see this also by the fact that people are more relaxed, drinking more tea, talking more.
Still, Hindu shreins can be found in places.
In the foreground are the worldwide famous Indian taxis or Rikshas. Unfortunately, we never had the chance to ride one of theses.
A large mosque in Junaghar. Four ornate minarets accommodate the muezzins, the only problem was that there was hardly any people living around it.
This is how a muslim cementary in India looks like: Interesting.
Diu was our last resort of the travel. A small peninsula formerly administered by Portugese colonialists offered us a welcome change from the wasting cycling. The colonial church here was converted into a guesthouse, so we got the chance to sleep in a catholic altar room in a Muslim state in a Hindu country.
First time after 4000 kilometers the bikes and ourselves see the ocean.
A little excursion took us to the fishing harbour on the other side of the peninsula. All work is done by hand including the transport and breaking of the cooling ice. And of course the (really beautiful) fish is sold on the street.
Foot-washing in the ocean before the morning prayer.
Finally finally, we reached Mumbai and strolled between the Gateway of India (image), the Victoria Terminus, the Mahanagar Palika and the Taj Mahal Hotel waiting for our flights back to Europe after 4 months in the saddle.


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