Jazzadeiro

I arrived on Saturday in Jaipur running into Jazzadeiro and his new (at least to me) girlfriend. The city itself is called the pink city, because all of the buildings in the old town are supposed to be painted in pink – to me it look more like a reddish orange. Highlights were the Yantra Mandir (astronomic observatory) and the fort stair climb.

And it was just cool to hang out with Jazzadeiro again, have a smoke and so on. I also had a lot of fun complaining about the money saving attitude of the both. 😉

Yesterday we were lucky, because Talvin Singh was in town and we could go to his concert. Very cool.
At the ticket office a couple of Indian women got into a discussion with the ticket seller, because they were told it was free and now they have to pay. He told them it has changed last minute. They weren’t happy about it. Jazzadeiro let a “that’s typical India” slip out which tipped one of the women over the edge, screaming at him that he should stop this kind of stereotyping. Jazadeiro tried to defend himself one the lines of free expression (of course not working).

I told him afterwards that he insulted that women but he said it’s his opinion. It’s ok to have an opinion but you don’t tell this to an Indian in the same way as you don’t tell your host family that their furniture looks like kitsch and that their kids are dumb like shit – politeness of the guest.
Plus as a traveller you don’t know nothing about a country – you have to live there, have a flat, a job and all this other shit which travellers never experience.