Ki Shundor, How beautiful. Ki Shundor we kept repeating these two words.
N, my husband and I took a break from the harsh Prairie winter and travelled to India last month. We had a fantastic time with our family. We also managed a few days in the Pink city, Jaipur. More about the trip later.
Shundor rong, beautiful colour. That’s what it was. There was colour everywhere. Having spent the last four months in the great white Northern Alberta, our eyes were taking in the surroundings, as parched throat takes to water.
I think it was the walls that were painted pink throughout the city and the brightly coloured saris and turbans of the locals that stood out. Or was it the resident peacock with his iridescent blue neck roaming around the property unabashedly?
No, No. It was the brilliant colour of the flowers carpeting the walls with the playful Hummingbirds busy gathering nectar.
I am confused. You see what I mean? After all it isn’t called pink city for no reason.
We did the Palaces and Museums which were breathtaking. The food blogger in me always longs for local food and produce markets. I