On Friday,we stayed at a heritage hotel called Chomru Palace.We were lodged in the women's quarter of what was formerly a royal palace.
The chomru palace was only a block away from the main road of the village of chromo. Chromo is a town that is extremely impoverished. Staying in a palace, right next to the center
Of this struggling town, was an assault on my senses values and identity. The village was sheer filth. The streets wre so noisy it was difficult to distinguish what the sounds were : horns honking ,horns calling Muslims to prayer ,the soundof humanity in motion. But the sounds were rhythmic but too loud to hear a pattern it was an assault on my senses. And the filter was needed for the people too I had to filter out the beggars pulling at by clothes and the poverty the fifty streets.
We turned down a roaad in Chomru into a different world .It was a heritage hotel right off the main market street. It was a step back in time and equally a step out of time the palace maintained the structure and the feelings of the originals residents marharagas and their women and servants. Our quarter had private gardens and pools was indeed magnificent but we were troubled by social consciousnessd screaming no no no.
The town streets it was scary beggars touched us and would not let us alone.We tried to avoid being hit by a car bus donkey or camel walking into cow or cow dung and the stares of people
We awoke early for a jeep ride to see suns rise over the sand dunes. We met a man at the tip if the dunes who invited us to hi s house to see his art in NYC it would have been stupid to go but it was an adventure to enter his studio and home and buy some magnificent works of art. We went back to the hotel where a big party was being planned. The hotel was being rented to BMW for the lauchungof a new sound system and the heritage hotel was up for the job of making this place a . Trouble was right outside were beggars and folks who wake to work in ragged conditions and could care less about the new BMW
Our driver picked us us and drove us to Jaipur.f what a city. We said we wanted to walk around and walk we did the noise was louder the the subway system on high volume. Crossing the street was taking your life in your hands.We planned to shop but were led to Americanized stores that didn't turn us on.
Our sever and guides have taught us a lot about Hinduism and Muslim
We are learning a huge amount about Hinduism and Islam. I am by the similaeites to Judaism. They are enormous.
Yesterday we rode elephants visited forts and wandered and shopped in Jaipur. We boy think it is a amazing live city full of contrasts held together by Hindu beliefs.
We have just finished breakfast and are off to the Taj Mahal
From Barbara and Rachel's Ipad
Location:Chomru
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