The Jodhpur Blues

It was sad to leave Varanasi because I was beginning to feel really comfortable with the city and my new routine. Though I was also beginning to get really excited because Jodhpur is one of the top destinations on my list. The entire city is painted blue and lives in the shadow of a great and massive fort.

I said goodbye to all my new friends and got on the train to quickly begin mingling with my new car-mates, who were almost all westerners to my surprise. Everything seemed to be going great until I was hit with something I could not have for seen. At about 3am I was woken to a terrible twisting pain in my stomach. I had contracted some kind of stomach bug that would make the next 19 hours on the train a living hell. Since I was to scared to eat any of the food that was being served, I was limited to peanuts, a chocolate bar, 1/2 a bottle of water, and chai masala tea. By the end of the journey to Jodhpur, I had taken 3 Imodium AD, and 1 Cipro and I was still being dominated by the bug.

When we had finally arrived in Jodhpur I was feeling very sick and very weak. I grabbed the first auto rickshaw and went to the first guest house that I could find with a room. I decided to splurge and get an expensive room for the night: $11. The rest of the night was also a misery but I was accompanied by Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince on my iPhone (iPhone saves me again). In no time I was asleep and on my way to recovery.

I woke the next morning to a beautiful day and feeling almost entirely recovered. I changed guest houses and decided to take the day easy by walking around and getting lost in the blue labyrinth of the old city.