Khajuraho

Dear All,

After leaving the madness of Varanasi behind we headed, via Indian Airlines - complete with hail falling from the air conditioning, to yet another World Heritage site for some temple tramping. Em was overjoyed at the prospect. However, given that it was my choice to visit here, whereas Varanasty was Em's choice, she couldn't prostest too much.

Thus we have spent the day visting the temples of Khajuraho famed for their erotic artwork. And when the guidebook states erotic what it really should say is pornographic as the things we have seen in stone would make Mary Whitehouse blush and write to points of view in a fuming fashion. Take a look for yourself (Mary please look away now).

However, the focus upon the erotic shouldn't detract attention from the fact that the temples are exceptionally detailed and beautifully created. They are also located in a well kept garden free from touts. Although no lazing upon the grass allowed.

So Khajuraho has provided much needed r & r with much consuming of pizza, pasta and salad at Cafe Meditteraneo. When you start to sweat curry you know it's time for a change of diet!! We also hired some bikes for visiting outlying temples which meant we could exercise for the first time in weeks and not have to haggle for a "special good price".

Cycling through village: Kids want pens, they get nuts and raisins. Such is life!

We bid farewell to Khajuraho tomorrow and head to India's most famous temple - the Taj Mahal.

Wish you were here
Emma & Simon