Onwards and upwards to the monkey temple.
It's a long walk up a dusty hill. The sun is just beyond it's zenith, it's hot, proper hot, great weather for walking up a hill.
We pass monkeys getting up to no good, dogs pretending to be monkeys (you have to see it to believe it), and a wild boar chewing on a dead dogs head.
The temple is small, but the view of Jaipur Is well worth the effort.
We are about to leave when I decide to have a closer look at a temple down the other side of the hill in a sheer valley. Is a really steep climb down and I'm dreading the walk back but it turns out to be well worth it.
The little temple turns out to be a gateway hiding a much bigger collection of religious buildings.
As we walk down from the gateway to the right of the walkway are 2 huge pools with intricate rock workings around them, one for women and one for men to bathe in. It would be quite a spiritual place if it wasn't for the Indian tourists.
The locals are Loverly but the Indian tourists just stare at Tilly, taking photos all the time. I know it's a different culture here, but its hard to let go of British values sometimes. I can't help but find some Indians very rude.