Sunday, February 20, 2011

Less is More

{The Jodhpur Guesthouse Metaphor}











Just something to keep in mind when traveling in India, and in life in general: a $15 room can give you a million dollar view (and bedbugs, but somehow we've managed to avoid that affliction while traveling on the cheap). Case in point: Our Peak Life Experience trip two weeks ago to the heavenly blue city of Jodhpur, deep in our beloved desert state of Rajasthan. We stayed in a crumbling five-hundred-year-old home-turned-budget guesthouse in the haphazard maze of the Old City, and the modest rooms were comfortable, clean, and less than $15 a night. The views were off. the. hook. And being off the beaten path yielded the most unexpected marvels. (Street parades with children wreathed in marigolds! Leopard-spotted bulls eating garbage outside temples! Congenial opium-smoking septuagenarians with resplendent mustaches! Quiet sunset meanders through the narrow streets up to the fort!) As P. and I make some big financial and life decisions about the next year, we're keeping the Jodhpur Guesthouse Metaphor in mind: sometimes less is most definitely more.

Have a great weekend, and thanks for all the great comments and emails this week. Lemon must have the biggest posthumous online cult following in the history of Great Ponies (sorry, Misty of Chincoteague).

24 comments:

  1. Beautiful pictures- as always. It's a big reminder to me that I really need a better camera. I am also envious of your use of adjectives. Besides all of this covetousness- I can't wait to read and vicariously live your next year's big life decisions. Exciting!
    *sorry about your pony. :( *

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  2. so pretty...love the blue of the city...and yes i wish i could be draped in a gajillion marigold wreaths....

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  3. Wow. Looks and sounds amazing! Thanks for sharing your marvelous adventure with us :)

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  4. holy moly. that looks fantastic. your photos are so great, really and truly, i wish i was as good.

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  5. I loved Jodhpur - it somehow felt even older and more authentic or something than other places.
    Love your stories and pictures, they bring back great memories!
    Jacqui

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  6. Oh man, I've paid $60 a night for roach-motels with a view of a brick wall out the window...your photos are stunning..

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  7. haven't been to jodphur despite best intentions......your man's mustaches are reminding me that if i do grow into a very old italian lady with hair on all the wrong parts of my face......there might yet be consolations. and opium could definitely help!

    the picture of the lady in the rickshaw is gorg!

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  8. amazing as always with the pics -- but a special thank you for the misty shout-out!

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  9. Also what Jodhpur teaches us is that blue. matters.

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  10. Stunning, just stunning. Wish I was swathed in marigolds this grey Monday.

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  11. love, love, love. Everytime I come here I leave with a severe case of wanderlust. And this time a little bit of rug envy.

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  12. You don't know me and I'm not even sure how I found your blog but I've been following it for at least six months now and I just wanted to tell you how much I LOVE it. Your "voice" is marvelous. You have a way of bringing me there. I follow a lot of blogs but I'm always especially glad when I see one of your posts in my google reader. Thank you so much!

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  13. oh my gosh, those children covered in flowers is gorgeous. all of your photos are. i love reading about your adventures.

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  14. Beautiful photos, Lily! And so sorry to hear about Lemon. Such a beautiful horse.

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  15. Aw, thanks guys. Glad I have a couple of cohorts in these travels, even if it's through a computer screen.

    Alexandra- I'm guessing that you, too, read every single Marguerite Henry book, right? I just wikipedia'd her and she wrote her last book at the age of 95, called "Brown Sunshine of Sawdust Valley" which you'd better believe I'm borrowing from the Hopewell library as soon as we get back to the States.

    Georgene- xo.

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  16. These pictures are gorgeous. The colors there are amazing!

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  17. Lily -- Marguerite has been out of rotation for a while (and I think I read 5 out of the thousand that she wrote), but you better believe that I fought hard to name our childhood pony Misty & to also make the drive out to see the wild horses (we lived in Virginia then). Sadly, I never saw those wild horses and my brothers won and we called the pony "Spike". The injustices of 1991.... haha.

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  18. Nobody wants to come to India with me. Not that I can afford it right now, but we were talking about travels with my friends last night, and when I said I wanted to go to India the reply was 'you're going alone'. I need new friends.
    Gorgeuos pics as always. I wonder how you do it. My Nikon hates me.

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  19. Yes, yes, yes! More experiences, more views, more marigolds, less stuff. I envy you your adventure, Lily, but I'm so glad you're on it!

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  20. Wow I love the whole series of photos! Such a killer view! Especially love the shot of the kid wreathed in flowers - the look on his face, and what must be his father's face, is priceless!

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  21. images+stories so good! thanks for sharing. makes me want to go back...

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  22. are you sure you are not neglecting BLUE AND ORANGE? {aside from the rug. the RUG!}

    {what happens when you read posts backwards...}

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