1
from the best-sunset town Pushkar to the blue city,i took a early local bus. the bus like a piece of sponge, full of tiny holes. the chilly air rushed in, and nowhere to escape.
it is too cold to be true.
thanks to my sleeping bag. it is indeed a genie, which can transform to anything. sometime it is a pillow, sometime it is a blanket, sometime it is a quite. anywhat to help me keep cold away.

 

2
the bus driver must think that playing music is his main job. his

instrument is the trumpet. a long screaming followed by continous short hittings.

annoying also interesting.
after 5 hours trip, i can even sing the rhythem of his playing.

how amazing!

 

3
the fort of blue city is one of masterpieces in india. escaping the

sunshine from the shadow of those old but well-protected buildings, i was confused by the question like who i am and which era it is now.

 

4
it is one of my travelling fun to name those hard-to-remember indian

cities or palaces' name into some meaningful words. such as pink

city (jaipur), blue city( jodpur), golden city (jaisalmer). this is the game i never want to quit. firstly, it make those cities easily to recall, secondly, also give the ones who have never been there

abundant imagenation.
the fort in blue city also has a complicated name. so i named it

flower fort. because in this desert area, in this winter season, flower is rarely to see. but in this fort, flower is everywhere.

 

5
mostly, every building in blue city is painted by blue. same as

morning sky blue.
but i have to say that it is the blue made by man.
comparently, in santoriny, greece. the blue is made by god.
u can smell the difference between them.

 

6 
at evening i met a chinese girl in an internet cafe. to my great

surprise, she knew me. and her surprise even greater. she wonder this xiao peng is that who wrote the pack europe into my bag.
i invite her to have a cup of tea in the roof restarount of my

hotel. we extrade our experiences in india. she said she have

enough time to see some remote places, because she get a 3-months visa.

how envy i does!

 

7
finally i want to say is, to refuse a murmuring indian people

who always ask u same meaningless questions such as where r u

coming from? what's ur name? what is ur job? 

the useful and better way is not to say "NO" in english however loud of ur voice. 

it is to say something in chinese! whatever u say!