Oops. The previous top travel tip about not buying anything on your first day in a new place needs to be updated to include not buying anything on your last day either.
We started the morning by looking for the Jodhpur Step Well which was always around 100 yards in whichever direction we’d just come from. As we got hotter and sweatier we decided to bail out for a coffee and found an absolute gem of an hotel which took pity on us.
I wouldn’t change the accommodation we stayed in for the world. I think that if we’d stayed at the Raas Hotel we’d have missed out on the whole mad experience that makes Jodhpur what it is. But I confess, I was seriously tempted to bail out for our third night.
We asked the hotel if there was somewhere we could have a coffee and the staff welcomed us with open arms. Their courtesy was faultless and their service unsurpassed.
The waiter brought our drinks and asked where we we were staying . When we told him we were in a heritage hotel he disappeared off and brought us some beautiful chocolate pastries – on the house. And then he brought us some more. Clearly he thought we needed looking after.
Even though we weren’t staying there the hotel looked after us like we were part of the royal family. All hail the Raas Hotel.
I should perhaps mention that when I looked up the price of the hotel on line later, it was just over £300 for the night. So much for bailing out.
The drinks were much more affordable at around ten pounds. All hail.
Jodhpur Step Well
It turned out that we were in the right area for the Step Well after all and that you can get to it through a private entrance from the Raas Hotel. Of course you can. One of the staff showed us the way and gave us a brief introduction before discreetly floating away.
Apparently the water comes up to the upper arches in the rainy season and nobody is clear about the source although we reckon the rain might have something to do with it.
Something to Remember Us By
After the Step Well we decided to go wandering around the streets of Jodhpur and after several recommendations from people who had no more idea of what we were looking to see then we did, we ended up at Jain Textiles. This is a Aladin’s cave of fabrics.
Who knew we needed a couple of Indian duvet covers and a wrap to remind us of our trip?
Who knew there was a place in the world where they have a person dedicated to wrapping up fabric for customers?
And who knew Dave would look so dapper in a Jodhpur from Jodhpur?
Meet the Neighbours
What are the odds? We knew our neighbour, Mo, was in India and we had planned to meet up with her and her friends later in our trip. What we hadn’t expected was to bump into each other in the middle of the chaos and cacophony that is the glory of Jodhpur.
Somehow in the middle of all this, and quite unplanned, we bumped into each other. So we did what you do and went out for curry and a beer.
Dave and Annette in India and Nepal 
Nice to see that Jodhpur is just as mad as it was 33 years ago!
We loved it too.
Fabulous photos 😊
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