So, the only reason to go to Bikaner is to see a rat temple where the little pests are worshiped and roam free around the temple. Its quite weird as there are rats and mice everywhere and as we had to take our shoes off to enter the temple we had to be careful not to step in rat poops. Layne had the sh1ts for most of the day so he laid in bed and i had to nurse him and watched telly. Its freezing too. On the way to Bikaner on the train i trapped my finger in the train window and its badly bruised and completely numb, also on the same journey while Layne was busy trying not to poo himself i had to contend with begger boys trying to touch my arse and fanjita...nice, and a man stared at me for 6 out of the 7hr journey....i wanted to shout I'M REALLY NOT THAT INTERESTING, but he was a soldier with a gun so i just ignored him. Anyway after getting hassled to go into every shop we caught the train to Jaipur which was very busy. We walked the streets and went into the Pink city to visit the Pink palace which was very pretty and then walked a bit more and got hassled lots and bought some stuff. Finally gave into temptation and after spotting a MacDonalds we had lunch and then in the evening....we had a pizza hut where ramdomly the waiters stopped working for 5 mins and danced a routine to loud music in the middle of the restaurant....very bizzare, dont think it will catch on at home! While I get stared at all the time....layne has also become a bit of a celebrity, it started with a few comments such as "what sport do you do" its progressed onto "nice body", "how do i get muscles like yours" and now full onto touching and fondling of his arms...the indian men REALLY like him!
anyhow, stinky Delhi and Agra next