We arrived in Udaipur about 7am, to temperatures of 16 degrees! Fleeces on and pashmina out! We got a taxi to a hotel by the lake - the landscape was very different - much more rural, with mountains and dry bushes. The view from our hotel was lovely. Whilst waiting for a free room, we wandered down a few of the old, narrow streets, lined with leather shops, puppets, trinkets, door k*** , and miniature paintings. We went in to an art shop where they had amazingly detailed portraits of rajastani people, and then we had a look at the miniature paintings. We bought some cards and one of a peacock to frame at home. The shopkeeper's nephew is at sheffield university! He showed us pictures of him at space haha - small world! We checked in to our £4 room, our cheapest so far, before heading out to the city palace. Whilst walking down the street, we came across a friendly man who started talking to us. He explained that the paintings on the wall of his house represented a marriage in the family. He also told us that his family were very musical, and proudly told us the ventures of his four children. He told us about the sights to see, and directed us to the palace - a great man :). We found the entrance and paid for a boat trip on the lake, which is really beautiful. There is a large white hotel in the middle of the lake, which looks like it is submerged. Access is by boat only, and it is VERY expensive to stay at. From the boat we saw the huge palace and visited an island, complete with bar and lovely gardens. We then went back to the palace and had a pizza, before looking around the museum, which was a complete waste of time haha. We then went to catch a cable car up to the hilltop to watch the sunset, but unfortunately after buying our ticket, we realised we were about a millionth in the queue, so gave up and got a refund (£1.52's worth!). We walked back down to the lake and watched the sunset from there instead, which was very picturesque. We went to a rooftop terrace for a drink, from which we could see the palace lit up. Then, after a sandwich and chilli brownie, we went to watch a dance/culture show. It was actually very impressive, featuring 4 fellas on traditional instruments, women dancing, and puppetry Indian style. The most impressive was a sit-down dance by the women, who had mini cymbals strapped to their fingers, and more up their legs and shoulders. They would flick their hands to make them ring, and flick them all over their body, requiring amazing hand-eye coordination. Even Hugo was loving it! The finale was a woman who balanced probably 8 stacked pots on her head -great balance! Finally we went back to the hotel and chatted with a guy from Manchester and a guy from California, before hitting the sack. The next morning we hopped on a bus, leaving behind the lovely Udaipur, definitely one of our favourite places so far. After 3 hours, we arrived at a jain temple complex, called Ranakpur. We dumped our bags in the lockers and paid the £2 each to get in (free for Indians of course! - what if you were a non-indian jain?!). The 'general donation' as it was put on the ticket included an audio tour. The rules are very strict for entering; no leather, no food, no drink including water, no menstruating women, no shoes, no touching the carvings, no taking photos of idols etc. As non-indians, we were only allowed around the outer parts of the temple. For a religion that treats every living thing with respect and avoids stepping on ants, we thought it was a bit exclusionary. The temple was hand carved by 2500 workers and took 50 years. There were loads of columns arranged around the four outer pods, complete with one wonky column to show that not everyone is perfect, apparently. Afterwards we looked round the gardens, where there were loads of monkeys eating apples and bananas. As we left to get the bus, we were approached by a German couple who asked if we wanted to share a taxi with them and a Chinese guy, who had been waiting for the bus for 3hours (we were told it would come every half an hour). It was only 500 rupees per person so we all squished in, with the German couple sharing the front seat. We drove through many villages, with children shouting hello and money! The men in Rajasthan wear turbans on their heads, but they are different to the Sikh turban. The woman are more decorated as well, many with nose rings. After about 4hours we arrived in Jodhpur. We think it was a good mood opting for the taxi as we didn't pass a bus the whole way - and so ridiculously cheap.