Pride swelled from their chests as they sat in the desert heat. Foreigners clicking away while they kept a stern face. Occaisonally taking a moment to sooth a stray hair or add an extra curl. I believe there were 8 in all and the gentleman with the thick rimmed glasses won the overall competition. Prizes were awarded for shine, length and overall apperance.
The bullock decorating contest was won by a man worn rom the Thar desert but obviously loving his favorite cow! These cows/bulls have humps in their backs and the 'coats' their owners made for the, often out of old burlap bags always had an extra piece sewn on to cover up the hump. The Minister of Tourism assembled a tug of war between foreigners and Indians-we lost both times.
Donkeys and camels continue to tramble the roads with wares. Rickshaws, buses and trucks blasting horns demanding they move aside, swerving cross the road narrowingly missing pedestrians or bicycles piled with 3 or 4 boys. I just close my eyes and pray.hugs-b
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