10 feb. JODHPUR - UDAIPUR 324 km.
Has again chosen to run a long Journey.
I have again skip some cities and run twice as far as I otherwise from the beginning of my journey had planned. It is the major important historical cities with an ancient urban center with cultural buildings of interest first and foremost I want to visit. Here I have the best opportunity to find a visually nice Hotel or Guesthouse preferably in the old town center where Western culture has not reached that affect so dramatically.
In the medium-sized cities, there are only a few simple hotels to choose from and while it is mostly not there, you can see fascinating temples and other cultural treasures. Most Indian-sized cities are not as visually exciting, with their mostly ugly modern concrete buildings.
It allows me to spend more days in each town and have plenty of time to see their beautiful treasures and quiet to walk around the narrow streets and meeting people and more time to record my experiences.
They have occasionally started something of a piece of dual carriageway road, then suddenly stops the project. I've come across these pieces by new road segments many times. It is as if the road project has failed, what it probably is not. The white stone had to ensure that road users do not run out in the loose sand when it is dark.
I run out of petrol
It's still smaller alternative parallel roads, I have chosen to drive, already within a distance of 55 km. has been to 95 km. driving because of various detours
During this sometimes a little exhausting driving to find the next small town, according to my 'google maps', I run out of gas again. This time I had, of course, to myself, a good excuse. Already the second day on this journey, stopped the gas gauge to work with speedometer gauge. The workshop could not fix it. Therefore I always had to work out when it was time again to fill up with petrol.
All my concentration for the last many miles were focused on whether that path led me, first to one and then to the next town, according to my 'google maps. Compass direction was not always easy to follow.
Without warning the engine stopped suddenly and I roll slowly forward. I luckily almost arrived at a crossroads where various Indians waiting to be transported elsewhere. There must be a small village nearby.
Some young boys coming with the same up to me when I stopped completely. I open the tank and look down at it and it was completely empty.
I ask the young, while I push the MC. the last 10 meters to the intersection if there is a place nearby that sells petrol. They pointing eagerly at the shack on the left just behind me at the crossroads. I understand from them that he sells Petrol in 1 liter plastic bottles. On the other corner, they sells some different things to eat.
It's lady luck has placed this stalls, just where I run out of energy. It is a clear sign from above that I must of course be supported maximum at this India Journey.
I'm buying 5 liters and gets them poured into the tank. Liter price was slightly below the normal price, but that gasoline is perhaps not so well refined.
An oasis of harmony
I still think it is the right thing to follow the highly unpredictable roads, because suddenly opened your visual horizon and you are right in front of a beautiful oasis. Enjoy these beautiful photos from a small village near a lake which exudes harmony between man and animals. Cows are so pretty healthy and not as the sacred cows in the city, there is so little contact with themself that they cud on all the streets to find cardboard and plastic.
Beautiful little oasis in Rajasthan's dust.
1. Standard format 4:3
2. Crop / 3:2 format. / Cropped closely and symmetrically to create a harmonious, but also a tension-filled image. Even the small cows in the background in the right side of the photo is cut off to keep the focus on women and the cow.
3. Adjustment / Fill Light + Highlight + Shadow + Color Temperature / You can always go up in the menu bar under 'Image' and select 'Undo all changes' and go back to org. photo.
Visual processing of visual information.
I've got very good response for my photos that I have taken on this journey, because I on my new small PC computer throughout the tour, has had the opportunity to worked with the photo program Picasa, I free downloaded via the Internet.
Sunshine is very important when taking outdoor photos. It is light that creates life and excitement and gives the subject color and shape.
When I'm in gray weather stands looking out over a landscape with all the interesting dark shades, for example with mountains in the background, I can not help but think that I have taken a good exciting picture. When I see it on my computer, it's not the same magic as on the photos with the sun there are creating more color shades, contour and life. It is these life-giving rays that captures us.- Of course you can take good dramatic images in gray weather, but it requires more of the subject.
I'm lucky to find myself here in the clear Indian spring sun shining lights
As a visual artist I have for years learned to see and assess what may become a good image and find the right angle so that the subject gets a voltage directly on the photo lens.
With my digital camera cropping I quite often too close because I in daylight can see the image clearly on the screen. Sometimes I therefore take a corner of a building or the top of a person. Therefore I always take 2 photos, of the same scene, because there is also a chance that this one is blurry.
I'm not the type who checks if the image is OK. I'm already on the hunt for the next exciting scene. If it is very important, however, I take 3 photos. But usually 2 photos enough for my temper, although I often would have been good if I in this very special and exciting situation had give myself time to take 10 photos, to really get close to your subject and get the right approach.
I am a visual artist who is on rapid transit. I am not a professional photographer or visual reporter who needs to go really in depth.
I see myself more as a visual reporter there as well as possible on this journey, visually makes an attempt to record the many new compelling and fascinating impressions I receive. Visual impression that many times crosses one's mind in too high a speed.
My subconscious mind however, will return to many of the same themes and builds therefore a deeper understanding. It also helps to create more consistency in your registration and give others a clear picture of one's visual universe.
I have in these visual reports put the photons in coherent sequence. Eg. sequence of buildings, people in action, camera, etc. For in this way to create a visually smooth color and shape the course without too many visual leap from one to another. I avoid to show individual photos, although they are good. Only if they have descriptive text below it gives them a visual justification.
When I take photos, I set the camera to take images in standard 4:3 format and I will not switch to another image format such as. 3:2 or 16:9 / panoramic format, as it always takes time before one can take the photo. Only when I edit the photos I use if the photo can tolerate it, to crop the pictures closely and in format 3:2.
Oblong more panoramic / drama format allows direct more dramatic pictures, as you visually get such person in the foreground appear larger because the air in the top has been cut away and the base in the bottom.
Together with a friend, we were taken on a bike ride around in Copenhagen and I had sometimes stopped and taken a few photos. I didn't really move me to find the best angle, etc. I sent him copies of the best. He was surprised how good they were, compared to my minimal efforts as a photographer. I told him that I with this type of photos, which are generally quite boring, I always try to cut them close and in 3:2 format, and crop them so that all objects and people were cut off, so focus was on the essentials.
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DMC-TC 7 / I have a model from 2009 / This is a very easy and handy camera also takes really good videos / I have it in a small leather pouch that attaches to my belt. I have it on constantly, so I'm ready to take a photo. I use almost only 'Auto' setting. I can pick it up and take photos with one hand while I sit on the MC.
With a 16 GB memory card / Can it save approx. 5000 photo / -3 2.5 MB. That is to say that I could save all my 3000 photos on both the camera's memory card and on my computer.
MC. Luggage.
Previously with my normal. reflex camera, I got always tension to carry around. At the same time I am the type that has the bad habit, forgetting things everywhere. So an expensive camera that makes me a little nervous. On my first MC journey to the Middle East of 12,000 km. forgotten, lost or I lost more than 30 different objects. MC gloves, scarf, underpants, compass, eyeglasses, cord for computer, address book, Visas in a ATM machine, the MC chain lock, etc. I had a little feeling that I had an inner need to mark that here I have been. Other stand out perhaps more specifically, by ensuring that there will be eggs in the nest, thus telling the world about their presence.
My new digital camera, I have therefore always on me. Like my small backpack with computer, log book, passport, paper money and water, always by my side or on myback when I sit on the MC.
I have tried to minimize my luggage. I do not have anything more camping gear with me besides a plate, cutlery, cups and a thermos, which I at every turn have been happy since I've had in the freezing water, which is still under the same up to 10 hours of travel.
On my last travels in India and Indonesia, I have learned that most hotels have either a little too hard mattresses or too thin foam mattresses. So this time I have completed my luggage with an inflatable sleeping pad that will be a few centimeters thick when it is inflated. It takes less than half of a sleeping bag. A small pillows, I have also chosen to go. I found a small cylinder-shaped pillow with easily movable mini balls. It really has been great not waking up because of that it works in the same old hip or neck are not getting the support it should have.
I'm used to all the objects and clothes, have exactly the same places in my big backpack, in my small backpack, my jacket and trouser pockets. That way I know exactly where I need to find what I need and I always have everything with me.
Routines and bands like these, I find it very hard to see value in my daily life. As each day for me looks different and therefore constantly requires new objects.
In everyday life I do not feel any real impact of my forgetfulness. For the most part, I can retrieve my glasses or book the place I've forgotten them. But I can not do on a MC. trip which always lead me on. Eg. I chose to go forward without such. my Visa Card as an ATM container in a Turkish city. It was Saturday, the city was borring and one's schedule was tight. I therefore chose to continue to run on Sundays without my Visa Card. I could otherwise only be given on Monday. I had secured myself against such a situation by having a MasterCard, which I then wagered on.
Like on my last MC.Indonesia Journey 2009, I chose not to have extra parts to the MC with me. Besides a standard tool bag that belong to each MC if any. should happen accidentally.
On my MC Journey 2003 and MC India Journey 2008, I had extra parts, but I never got to use them, because every time there was a garage nearby. I've never been out there where you really are alone. I have not much appetite for that, since I'm not the great mechanic.
On all my MC. trips I have benefited greatly from the small standard tool bag that lies under the saddle to tighten the chain, clutch, etc. on the route. It is important to ensure that the MC. landlord provides you with it. Eager helpful inwardness is always ready to help one.
This time was missing, unfortunately a few keys, since many of the nuts on this 5 year old Honda are not the original in the correct size. On my next journey, I'll take a medium-sized wrench with to complete tool bag.
I did put a baggage hold on Hondas. As you can see on the photo, is the baggage loud and creates some balance problems. When one is tired and should be, is not always easy to balance on the MC if you want to avoid it settles down on the side. When the weight is so high, has also tackled the bumpy road, especially in loose sand where you can easily swing from side to side.
It is best to use the side bags, but they can only fit to some types of MC. Indian Royal Enfield, many times had a side racks for bags. This makes the MC much more stable on the roads because the weight and thereby center of gravity is much lower down.
Sury Narayana Temple
So unfortunately I can not give you anything other than this photo of a photo from inside the temple'scenter. The dark side of me took over. Iapologize.
Fortunately, I enjoyed driving in the mountains on perfect roads. My mood came back slowly.
The last 40 km. was on a kind of highway. Why I call it a highway is because lane separated by 60 cm. high central reservation, so no vehicles can cross the road. Therefore, you have trucks that run against traffic, directly against one. The local bus stops along the roadside and sacred cows out on the road.
Since there are some bridges that they must use local highway, even though they run in the wrong direction, between the small villages. Despite this, it is a pleasure not constantly having to take account of oncoming traffic.
When I was close Udaipur, I got the feeling that speed kills, because suddenly my vesir inundated with dead souls. I must have run into a shoal of small aphids that do not have to cope with the clash. Jainism may be trying to tell me how vulnerable I myself and all living things in the world.
Udaipur - Venice of the East / pop 390.000
6:30 pm I finally promotion, after nearly 10 hours of travel. Again very tired and worn out.
I found easily Old Jheel Guest House. I hope this Guest House is my taste. I was greeted by a smiling young man who lead me into a little too expensive hotel. But he insist that he will show me their newly renovated Jheel Guest House. The first room he shows me a fantastic four-poster bed and a small balcony overlooking the Sacred Lake Pichola overlooking the floating Lake Palace Hotel, located entirely white in the middle of the lake. There were perhaps a little too much 1001 Night's Dream '. The room cost 2000 inr.
The next room beside has no balcony. It is incredibly simple and nicely decorated and very intimate, with a meditation bench in front of 3 windows directly overlooking the lake and to 1000 inr. / 25 $ It also has a good toilet and shower. It's just a room for my taste. Cheap luxury.
Enjoying a dinner on their rooftop restaurant in this magical evening light.
11 February early morning.
5:20 am I wake up, get up and do all my morning ritual, finishing with meditation in front of windows with views across the city to the other side who are slowly waking up.
The cool morning breeze and the heavy quilt I have used in the night to keep warm tells me that it is still only spring here in India.
I sit only 6 meters above the lake's water surface and can hear and see how the city slowly wakes up and sounding slowly begins to signal to each other. The sun's rays reflecting on the white buildings on the opposite side and Lake Palace shines beautifully backlit. I understand that they call the city of Venice of the East.
On the video heard rhythmic beats of laundry
8:00 am, I took this short video. There is still very quiet, the city is slowly waking up, the rhythmic beats on the video, if you turn up the sound. It is coming from the people who have already started to beat the dirt out of their laundry.
I've always wondered about that laundry could be pure, by beating it down hard against something. I've always thought that the dirt was best off if they rubbed the fabric against each other or against a washboard. I did as a kid seeing wash the board in use.
A few hours later I sit by the window and enjoying the beautiful picture of a motley bunch of women in their colorful saris, on the other side of the lake. Some take a morning bath while others wash their clothes by beating them against the surface or stone stairs. - Suddenly, I understand why the clothes get clean when you turn it to come hard.
When I was young, I sometimes had to beat our carpets with a beater to make it dust free. It was very important to take into account where the wind came from, to avoid getting dust in the head. Its harder I broke its greater was the dust cloud of particles. Muck got a big kick in the ass, so it literally got out in space, to all the other particles. Dirt was sitting just loosely between the woven threads and had just beaten out. It is just before the vacuum cleaner gained ground in the small home.
The same applies to the much finer fabrics, where the muck also merely sat loosely in between the woven threads. Only dirt with glue and bind requires resources other than beatings to be removed.
City Palace Museum / Et lidt kedeligt museum og paladset er heller ikke så spændende, i forhold til de tidligere paladser og borge jeg har set.
A beautiful tourist town.
Take a walk around the neighborhood / Hotel & Guest House over the place filled with tourist stalls. I am enormously fortunate to be a tourist off-season
Trying to write a little room, but it goes a little sluggish since I'm struggling with some writer's block.
I got back an estimate Ayukvedic Massage. A 40 years little thick man gave me a massage. Again I had to put me on an oiled and sodden ground. I had expected to come to rest on a clean towel. I kept my panties on and put my shirt under my head, so at least I had the nose and mouth placed in a clean oil free area.
Even my scalp got massaged in oil. It was a little too much oil for me. Now I really needed a bath to get flushed all the greasy oil of me.
12 February Harmony.
One senses a great harmony here in Udaipur. The harmony between human beings seems to infected the dogs' conditions. They are much more subdued here, so I am again coming through a night with very little barking dogs.
It is probably the same person, which in turn crosses the lake at the same place as he did yesterday morning.
It is one of the few I've seen cultivate physical exercise in the open. Nor are there so many people directly in need of exercise, because most of them are still working physically hard and do not afford to feed themselves, and then spend money on losing weight again.
6:00 pm. Hindus pray time.
The two previous evenings, I had heard praying singing, rhythmic beats and music from many places. A more placid sound than from the larger cities, where noise from vehicles and crowds.
I had decided that tonight I would visit the largest Hindu temples 'Jadish Temple' and participate in meditation. From a distance it sounded like playing and singing people. But when I started to climb the stairs, I could hear the sound came directly, noisy out of bad speaker. When I got up, there were many people standing, but also many sitting and praying. But almost no sound came from them. The sound was terrible, so I had to get up and leave this noisy place where I certainly could not find peace for my soul.
I went back to the small temples, situated right next to Jhell Guest house. The previous evening I had heard the repetitive sounds of bells and drums sounded. The sound became louder and louder the nearer I got the small temple, very rhythmic drum sound accompanied by some loud sonorous and ringing church bells.
Inside this small temple, where I thought it was the direct human-induced sounds, stood an elderly man praying, clapping her hands. Another sat with a pair of drum sticks and stuck a little to a drum in all reverence. The violent drum and bell blow came from a mechanical drum and bell machine. Even in the holy temples, the mechanism is slowly finding its resonance.
Quiet and somewhat resigned and got back to my own quiet little temple here in Udaipur.
Introspective thoughts from here
Bjarne
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