PUSHKAR is clearly very much a sacred town where Indians come to " bathe" as a religious ritual.
I have noticed locals on many occasions turning to the lake and paying homage by turning toward the water,with hands clasped as in prayer,and then continuing on to wherever they're headed.Mahatma Ghandi's remains are apparently scattered in these waters ?
I'm located smack bang in the centre of the town making it necessary to negotiate my way through the narrow passages past the various obstacles en route.
Even at 6:30 this morning it was necessary to dodge the ever present hooting scooters and herds of cattle blocking the way.
At one point this morning I encountered a bit of a "Mexican standoff" between myself, a scooter ( coming toward me) and around 4 huge cows totally blocking the 2 metre wide passage.
The guy on the bike ( who'd normally simply take you out) wasn't going to mess with his karma by requesting the sacred cow to budge or even hooting in the normal manner.
The cows were going nowhere, so I tried to gently nudge one of them to move over slightly.
His attitude was like......for $&@& sake ,can't you see I'm a sacred cow?
What the &@&'s wrong with you.......and he butted me with his horns🐂🐄😬!!!!!
Cheeky bugger!
This place is crawling with them as I understand that owners sort of "retire" their cows to PUSHKAR to live out the rest of their lives in luxury.
I've tramped in at least 3 cow patties since arriving here.
It's impossible to avoid them!
My room here is pretty basic and I had to change rooms at 10 pm last night as I realised that it was located directly above a tiny passageway used by m/cycle riders who hoot constantly whilst ascending to warn off any approaching traffic.
Sounded like they were right in my bed.
Moved everything to a similar room one up and slept like a baby👍😅
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