Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Camels Part III - Pushkar and the People

The first couple of Pushkar blog posts attempted to describe some of the chaos and beauty around the camel fair. This post is really just a photo journey. Enjoy.



The wooden structure behind the signs is a motorcycle ring of death.

Just a nice looking backdrop. 
Pushkar from the top of a mountain temple.



It gets crowded in the narrow streets.






This woman was getting a tattoo on the side of the road as motor bikes, people and animals rushed past. Seems sanitary.
Amazing horse carriage.
"I'm OK."
"Not OK!" 

People dress a Hindu gods and collect offerings. It was common to see children dressed and painted in this style. 
A holy man in town for the festival.



The temple keep at the top of the mountain.
Overlooking the camel fair. 

Monday, May 27, 2013

Camels! Part II

The Pushkar Camel Fair itself last about 10 days. From my perspective, the most interesting part of that is the beginning, when all the camel trading occurs. After the first few days, the camels are still around, but it is more about shows and religious festivals. We arrived towards the start of the week, though many of the 20,000 or so camels where probably already gone. No matter, the big crowds come later in the week for the festivals.

On the first day, we took a camel driven rickshaw, but I was keen to ride one of guys they way nature intended: on a elaborately decorated saddle with a teenage worker guiding my every step.
Sharon from WAY up on our camel.
I was really excited. I'd always wanted to ride a camel.
Our steed, Randy. . . Just kidding. 


Katrina and Sharon navigating the traffic.

Those designs aren't going to shave themselves into his hide.

That is a young camel guide. :(


EVERYBODY RELAX!

Love the long range shot courtesy of Katrina Brown.
Before the awesome camel ride, we took part in the religious activities. I am always fascinated when I see western religious tourists that have traveled across the oceans to join the Indian pilgrims. Although we didn't fall into this category, we experienced respectfully.

We entered the ghat (stairs) to Pushkar Lake and were greeted immediately by a Hindu Priest. We removed our shoes and Becky was taken by a separate priest even though I explained we are married. "Do you have children," he asked me. And that was that. After repeating some prayers in Rajasthani (probably) he marked my head with vibrant red color. He handed me an offering of flowers to place in the lake.




Really more of a suggestion.
To continue the backwards telling of the blog, before our Pushkar Lake offering, we went to one of the fair events, Camel Dancing! We walked into an enormous arena to find that the camel dancing would use about 1/50 of the possible grounds and stands that were set up. Instead, a gaggle of fair goers huddled as closely together as possible in the 90+ degree heat around a ring approximately 20ft x 20ft to watch the spectacle. This was obviously not the camel touts first rodeo camel dancing show because they were wisely overcharging tourist for the opportunity to watch from high upon a camel whilst also escaping the moist claustrophobia of the crowd.

Eventually, the show started. I'd like to think of it as camel dressage. There was a lot of high stepping and walking around in circles. The camels craned their necks, stood on boxes and at one point, a man put his entire head in the mouth of a camel. I guess what I am trying to say is, I really think this thing could take off as a spectator sport.

The huge fair grounds. 
The itty-bitty camel dancing area.
Best way to manage the crowed? Just spoon the person in front of you. I'm in there somewhere, photo courtesy of Katrina Brown. 

Some people couldn't handle the crowd. Nancy and her kids, Daisy and Ben, and Katrina.


Head in camel mouth. 
The trust between man and camel is strong.

Oh yeah! 
 And that about wraps up the camel fair festivities that we partook in. There is still one more post to come that will celebrate some of the other cool sights that don't necessarily fit into a category.