Rajastan

All I was told is true: India is a country of amazing colours and not necessarily pleasant smells. Cows everywhere. They are holy. Smells of spices, incenses, cows, pee. India is a county of absurd contrasts. India has thousands of years of civilisation, culture and history, stunning palaces and people are so dirty. I understand poor but does it have to go together with luck of basic hygiene?
Children in the streets calling "1 rupee, chocolate, pen!" and I thing that they even don't know that this is begging. That makes me even not mad anymore but sad. Who thought them this? Stupid tourists...
On my 2nd day in Delhi I met in my guesthouse a girl from Argentina, Carolina. She had same plans for visiting Rajastan. We decided to travel together and it works perfectly fine for us! I'm so happy I met her. We getting on really well and I enjoy travel with another girl. (Although dangerous as weinspire each other and it ends in lot of shopping done and extra laguage!)
I see that here in India travelling as a solo woman is damn difficult.
We went on camel safari staying overnight in the desert. We had dinner and story telling at the fireplace and we slept under the stars and that was great. but a camel is fun for one hour no more. Then is boring.
We were invited to a private party with indian family and neighbours. That was awesome!