Showing posts with label Bikaner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bikaner. Show all posts

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Shadow Shot Sunday/India


Leaves reflected on a wall. Mandawa.


Tourists a the pink palace at Bikaner. 
Historical note: The Maharajah of Bikaner was one of the people who signed the Treaty of Versailles in 1919. THere are two portraits of him in the National Portrait gallery in London.


Pink shadows in the same.


Looking up in an interior courtyard in Jaiselmer.


Morning shadows on the breakfast table in Jodhpur.

Those of you interested in India must go 
to Rauf's blog which has outstanding pictures and is very moving.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

The Fort at Bikaner, India


Like much of the economy worldwide, tourism is suffering but there were always lots of families visiting historic sites.


In the fort at Bikaner there was a splendid deHavilland plane given to the Maharajah of Bikaner from a grateful British Empire in recognition of raising a regiment to fight in the First World War. The Maharajah was one of those who signed the Treaty of Versailles in 1919.

The plane soars for ever in a great hall.

In another building in Bikaner trophies hang on the wall.


There are lots of portraits too including this curious one.


I got the photos in the wrong order. Here the lovely warm sandstone of the courtyard of the fort with complicated stone carved window screens.


Elephant details abound.

A tranquil pool.


A bedroom fit for a princess with mirrored walls.


And a bedroom whose ceiling is decorated with clouds - balm in an almost desert climate. The mirror silvering lends a mysterious air.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Rajahstan

We are in Rajahstan about 50km from the Pakistani border and about to visit a medevil fort.
So many photos which I can't upload because no wifi.
All most exotic and rather bizarre.

Arid beige and green countryside with camels, goats and sheep galore and rather brightly colored birds.
COWS aplenty of course, wandering about quite cheerfully.
Dogs everywhere - mostly lying beside the road dead asleep and rather likely to become really dead.... but haven't seen a single cat.
The women wear the most
vibrant and astounding clothes.

Visited the Viceroy's Palace in Bikaner yesterday where a small first world war plane was displayed in the main hall and could have done with a little dusting.
Lots of faded photos of Raj era dignitaries and pelts of tigers on walls etc etc.
Impossible to visit all your blogs - but I would if I could!
Love to all.