Bye bye Pushkar......see you in a few days ! (10th April)

This is a horrific photo, but we were just so happy
in our bus bedroom !

"WHAT!? This isn't the right bus stop?" I look at Giselle who I imagine was mirroring my horrified face as we try and work out if the Indian man is just trying to con us into using his rickshaw or if we really are at the wrong bus station. "Who decided to put two bus stops in Pushkar anyway?!" Giselle looks at her watch, we have about 20 minutes till our bus is due to leave....can we run across Pushkar in time to catch it?

We decide yes... there was no way we were going to pay 100rs for a rickshaw.

Unsure of how to get there we set off on a speedy walk/ jog shouting at the people of Pushkar with our rucksacks which are around the same size as a hobbit on our backs. Eventually we got there exhausted just in time. I have never had such a high after a low, "ahhh WOW look its like we actually get a mini room!" Over night buses are more exciting than we had antisapated. It did feel like god was playing a little joke on us though as the bus slowed down after about five minutes...yep the bus was stopping at the bus station we have just run from half an hour earlier. Oh well such is life.

Me and my favorite waiter  Sunny.

Earlier that day we had said our goodbyes to Steve and Vera who were heading to Bundi and exchanged emails. We went for a last meal in 'Out of the Blue'. Sunny went serious for a moment " Your good girls, now if any one trys and sells you anything on the bus say no". Michael Jackson even left his group of friends as we walked past to say goodbye to us."You have to shake my hand" we hadn't noticed his hand that he had stretched out for us. We informed him we would be back in about a week to meet up with our friend Marcus.

As the bus drove away (from the second bus stop) I almost felt I could form a tear, I've most definatly fallen in love with Pushkar.

Sun setting in Pushkar.