A rest day in Alwar, or rather no cycling, just walking around the city, trying to avoid the traffic weaving motorbikes with horns blaring non-stop. 

Our sightseeing included another tomb, this time to a kind-hearted minister (not too many of those nowadays).  Followed by a walk in the so called “city lungs”, a large park with a rather dilapidated green house, disappointingly filled with common house plants, such as the “Swiss Cheese Plant” or maiden hair ferns, and definitely zero orchids.

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Fateh Jung Gumbad… a tomb that a good politician deserves ?

Not wanting to miss the intense crowded roads & motorbike jousting experience, we went back to the main bazaar, looking for gifts to take home.  A rather bland Tibetan Market with synthetic fabric warm clothing, some colourful lanes of bangles, women’s wear, plastic trinkets and a fruit & vegetable market.  But hardly anything worthy of carrying back home.

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Bangles galore
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In seach of limes & bananas

As night fell, many wedding processions past along the streets with mega deafening sound systems mounted on pick-up trucks, followed by dancing wedding goers, punctuated by military grade fireworks (more like a war zone that a festival of life-long love to be).