Practically Jaipurrrrfect in every single way...

...despite my cold and a very early start for our flight to Jaipur....all of 27 minutes of flying. 

The remainder of the day was like yesterday...a bit of a blur and in need of rest.  I'm really quite unwell, a solid cold taking hold as the minutes tick by.  And who are we kidding, when did flying ever aid in the recovery of a cold?!  Or a F1 event for that matter!

The arrival into Jaipur Airport was an experience.  Yet another one because as we know, everything in India is an experience. The Italian and I were met by the Rambagh Palace hotel driver/car.  The driver's traditional Jaipur outfit was a sight to behold. The Italian took an instant like to the turban.  The welcome didn't end at the airport.  Further eye-opening displays of hospitality were literally showered upon both The Italian and I, ie flower petals on arrival at the hotel.  Jaipurrrrect! 

The Rambagh Palace, without doubt the jewel of Jaipur's hotels. It's the "sister" property to the Palace we stayed at last week for our "Golden Triangle" adventure.  How utterly deluxe to have the opportunity to experience both Palaces - some would say rather appropriate for a little Leo...wink, wink. Though the diversity, extreme wealth and extreme poverty and endless contradictions that of which are India, never cease to amaze me and are hard to comprehend at times...ever grateful.

Given the ever present and developing head cold, the afternoon was very quiet.  Lots of quality time in my bed fit for a princess - the bed was seriously cool though out of control.  When feeling better, The Italian and I spent time exploring the expansive grounds of this former real-life palace for the Maharaja and his family back in the day. 

Some quality time beside the pool perhaps? Well, why not...

Namaste x