On the way to the palace, we saw two more temples, one of them a Jain temple, vaguely resembling the one we saw in Ranakpur. All the temples here are very beautiful, but also very similar. So by the time you see yet another temple, you’re no longer as enthusiastic as before.
Rana Kumbha Palace didn’t impress us much from the outside. To get inside, you had to pay an extra 50 rupees per person; it’s a museum now. We decided not to go in. Instead, across from the palace, we drank the most expensive tea of our entire trip — 20 rupees each (usually a cup of tea costs 10 rupees). We never did figure out whether the tea seller cheated us or whether the fort simply has such a negative effect on prices... But arguing with him after the tea had already been drunk seemed strange... Unhappy about the tea price, we headed to the northern part of the fort.
Here it’s already completely non-touristy; Indians live in old houses here. Cows lie on the roads mixed in with dogs. Children play cricket. After thinking it over a bit, we decided to go home, especially since it was already around 5 o’clock. The tuk-tuk driver agreed pretty quickly to 70 rupees.
While we were being driven, we calculated that tuk-tuk drivers here earn well even by Ukrainian standards.
If in the morning you take tourists there, and in the evening take them back, and do nothing all day in between, you can earn at least 200 rupees a day, which is almost 70 UAH. And that means that every day of such simple, easy work puts 2,000 UAH in your pocket... Doctors in Ukraine earn less....
There’s really nothing to do in Chittorgarh besides the fort. The town itself is probably the most unpleasant of all the places we’ve been. I’ve never seen so many homeless people and begging children anywhere else.
So we spent the rest of the day sitting at the hotel again, and went out for dinner to the restaurant we had grown fond of
We tried “Indian pizza” — uttapam, which in both appearance and shape really does resemble pizza. Only pizza tastes better :)