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| People carrying potatoes at the border | Welcomely in the billion-state | Golden temple of Amritsar | |
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| The other India: green avenue | Sikkhtempel in Punjab | birds paradies | |
AmritsarNext spring we will go back to drive starting from April back to the north of Pakistan over the Karakorumhighway to China. But the Winter we want to spend in India, and at the border we must fill out innumerable forms, and the bags get checked the first time checked in our journey, and then we cycle into a country, which is behaftetet with so many thoughts probably like no different one: INDIA!The landscape is similar to the one in Pakistan. But we see innumerable marriage palaces, and the many women in their multicolored Saris lift automatically our mude, since we nearly never saw women on the road in Pakistan. In addition, the tendency of the native ones seems to be good, and to the familiar staring the indians often are smileing or weaving friendly. We are in the well managed Punjab region, which is populated a lot by the religious group of the Sikkh, which keep special rules. Thus they carry starting with 19 a Turban around their hair to cover (before a knot on the front head), it their hair, have a comb with itself, to steel bracelets off, a small Dolch, Shorts (do not have the function of the underwear) may not cut, and they may no meat eat, which was slaughtered in Muslim kind. Nearby the border our first goal lies: the city Amritsar in the region Punjab with the holy of the Sikkhs: The golden temple. Pilgrims and travelers from all world may stay overnight in particularly houses furnished for it against a small donation. The temple is appropriate in an enormous Wasserbecken, which one must orbit barefoot on marble slabs, in order to then arrive over a small land bridge at the out pure gold existing temple, in that from the holy book read out and in addition for music is sounded. We spend the evening with the two young German Yogi and fill Tom and our hungry stomachs in the Vegetarian Temple, where we breed eternally over the bill of fare, because EVERYTHING is vegetarian! After the quite meager selection of the last months we feel ourselves in the Paradies and moths due to the tasty and mockery-cheap meal our digester. |
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| Chapati throwing competition | telephone home | cycling club Amritsar | |
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| fresh juice | more largely, more highly - Indian vehicles | Cotton depot | |
A piece of ParadiesA little from the form we let it concern the first days calmly and feel radeln leisurely with fresh air and warming sunbeams by green avenues on very good roads and us as in the vacation. Should that be the dirty India, of which one hears so much? In the early afternoon we pass a bird protected area in Harike and keep spontaneous at radiating a white Sikkh temple, which akkurat of flower patches put on and a lake is surrondet by. We look at ourselves and know both that we do not want today no more radeln. As we have everything and as we to always ask whether we may set up our tent there at the lake, brings us a freundicher Sikkh only once to dte and provides for us after some time an audience with the holy Baba Madho Singh. Before him sitting it places innumerable questions to us, while people come again and again, which fall before it on the knees and affect its feet. Many years ago it studied engineerings in England, and so it presents us with certain pride the beautiful and akkurat messuages put on and its to designed, even driving penalty, which serve for decoration purposes. From that tents will nothing we get the beautiful guest room, and as we after leckeren evening bread blessedly to fall asleep, can again hardly seize we our luck times. On the next morning our host astonishes us on a new it takes simply frisbee-like old bread of the Vortag and makes themselves a fun to feed in this way the innumerable water birds. Also we try therein and under laughters meet we so many a time instead of the lake the opposite Type.Also on the next day radeln we over little traveled roads to the south. A friendly Sikkh loads us at a gas station on dte and cookies in and wants us even to itself home to invite, but we reject and want still another bit to in front come. And again us a far Motorradfahrer wants to invite 20 kilometers to itself. Also with him we reject, but it is persistent and inquires again, and so we follow it and drive from the side street on an again smaller road 3 km off into a village, in which we are allegedly the first foreigners. The family has cows, a dog named Michael (gespr. Maikel), camels, and you possess some fields with Zuckerrohr, Raps and cotton. The whole evening come people from the village past to attendance. We ask whether each evening so many people come. No, which want to see you, are the answer. We several times explain our bicycle in this evening. In the connection we are again excellently regaled, and we get again several bowls with vegetable, potatoes and other vegetarian delicious set forward. Afterwards we may do it in the room of the young man us invited ourselves to make cosy, until on the next morning again many many neighbours come coincidentally to attendance. Before we say good-bye, we are pleased again once about this marvelous hospitality and the extraordinarily mad even freshly Chapatibrot made for us at the fire. |
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RajasthanWe pass a customs barrier, which separates the Federal States Rajhastan and Punjab. The landscape changes slowly, but noticeably: It becomes more sandiger, and that country is not also more everywhere managed. Also the road makes Bennys Popo to create with difficulty, since Benny comes correctly by the whole impact holes into the benefit of the hard saddle. Therefore also Mandy must take over times again ran around one while in the back the control, so that Benny can preserve its Po in front. Since we come because of the getting by runway only slowly forward, we do not reach our destination. On the search for a sleep place we ask in a village whether we may set up our tent somewhere. First we get a “Tschay” (Cay, speak dte) in a bank offered. Outside 20 children admire and at least likewise many Ewachsene our travel vehicle. Finally it does not permit the hospitality of the village inhabitants the fact that we sleep in the tent, and we get a beautiful area offered, in which we may spread - by the eyes of the owner of house, the family, friends, neighbours and acquaintance, understands itself. But since that is probably somewhat special for it to have a foreigner with itself in the house we remain chatting calmly and a bischen with those the English to speak.On the next day we rise later a bischen, than we wanted actually, and we argue extensively. The reason: We both wanted at the same time to get a bag, in order to leave to our host a photo as gift, and could thereby not agree, who may make that. But already 50 kilometers we continue to ourselves stand again. How talk nonsense! It continues to go partly over a good road, then again over terrible impact hole runways, and two thirds of the road is broken, so that you hopefully in the next years times again one geteert. Again we change the positions, and Benny is pleased to be able to preserve again its maltreated back part. In the town Sardarshahr we reach a guesthouse of the local university. After we must demonstrate our vehicle and turn a round, we get permission for finding accomodation in this guesthouse. |
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Our first Hindutempel!On the next morning behind the city we briefly look at ourselves then for us the first temple of the Hindureligion. The temple impresses us with its Shiva and ape God sculptures, whose meaning correctly we do not understand yet. After further 40 kilometers getting by runway we land the main street, which is to bring us after Jaipur. But still we have to fight with spoke breaks, and must some the staffs replace.One day have we even light rains in the desert, which actually is completely pleasant. We drive by kilometer-long TRUCK military columns, which are stationed to Pakistan probably to the safety device only of the few hundred kilometers long border here. But honk themselves all to signs and friendly too. Also with the negative accompaniments of the main street we must fight, sometimes because the people in the road kitchens know that we tourists are, and want themselves therefore the three-way price to compute JaipurWe notice already 40 kilometers before that the city can be no longer far Jaipur: The traffic volume and thus the noise level rise enormously, and the chaos continues to increase so slowly. Benny brakes suddenly. What is the matter? There! The first unsolicited apes, we see which sitting on a wall, and we knipsen immediately as the blöden. But then it continues to go through the chaos. A moped driver rams us from the rear, but bicycle and luggage do not take permanent damage. But since we are permanently cut, we take sometime simply (at left-hand traffic) the right of the three traces into our direction. We ignore the permanent “wrong side, wrong side” calls of the other mopeds and bicycles, since we can drive on this side simply most relaxed. But nevertheless the city pleases us, and also in the hotel Jaipur Inn we find a nice Unterschlupf. On the roof we can do in a friendly way evening at - completely vegetarian - the Buffet and grasp the whole city. We make a trip the grandiosen Amber away, which was built in the time from approx. 1550 to 1720. Here was the seat of the Maharadschas with its partial up to 12 women to in years 1950. In addition, the city center has to offer much exciting, because also beside the historical buildings it is natural the pure insanity, as the road seems to live here: From dogs over cows up to elephants, from pedestrians over hand trucks, bicycles, Fahrradrikschahs and mopeds, everything fights a gentle fight for progressing by the roads of the old part of town. A freudlicher Sikkh still helps Benjamin when binding its new Turban, after which he was for a long time on the search. |
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| Er wars! | Amberfort | Palast der Winde | |
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| Vegetation | Schirmkollektion | Strassenchaos - Chaosstrasse | |
PushkarActually we want to drive to south India at the Indian west coast, and to it over the east coast back to Nepal. We want to concern it again more sportily, in order to develop a good form for the Himalaya. Thus we continue to ourselves make after one day in Jaipur directly on toward Pushkar. We drive through, make the first 70 kilometers relatively briskly a first break. Also we want the second 70 kilometers durchradeln, but a spoke break klaut us one hour, and on the further travel we have also still plates, second since our departure in Germany. That is actually a very good ratio, but we reach the Hindupilgerstätte Pushkar in such a way only in the dark. Although the place is very routistic, it has much charm: Over a lake around arranged many temples lie, and from our balcony we see Hindus those bathing in the holy water just like an ape horde/hurdle, which plündert the small victim shrine on the bank of the lake. A good place, in order for our ordered package from Germany with some spare parts we waited for. |
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| Mendi - Handbemalung vor Hochzeit | Dickhäuter | Kleider färben | |
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| Benny wird geturbant | beim trinken nicht das Gefäss berühren | Bräutigam bei Hochzeitsfeier | |
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| Guck mal da | mach ja kein Foto! | und täglich grüsst der Speichenbruch | |
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