Having a long bus drive ahead of us till we reached Ranakpur and ultimately Udaipur the guide proposed a few short stops along the way which we accepted without any hesitation.
The first stop was, under our religious concepts, rather strange as the worshipping element was a motor-cycle. Irrespective of the legend-story associated to it and the visible necessity riders and drivers had to stop by and pay their respect ... I felt rather uncomfortable.
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The second stop was once more along the way at a small village compound and though some photos were taken I will not be able to explain what it was all about, once I chose to show a few children, particularly a young girl, what a lollipop was and how to unwrap its paper.
I will always remember this very special moment, which I consider to be one of the most heartfelt ones throughout the whole trip.
The third stop was at a village public school, which I feel impressed us all, as we were given authorisation to visit it by the school's headmaster and came across several children sitting on the floor in front of low school desks seemingly interested in learning.
Though not too different from some of the schools I have visited in Africa, where despite the fact the whole school environment looks outdated if compared to what we are used in Europe, children still hold onto those moments away from the household or the fields they work on, it still impressed me to see those tiny bodies in what westerners would consider inadequate learning positions.
Just prior to having reached Ranakpur we stopped one last time at a very fancy hotel restaurant, where we had lunch and whose atmosphere and surrounding beauty caught our attention.
(To be continued)
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