Jaipur’s Amber Palace

Amber Palace was eleven kilometres from the pink city. We decided to forgo the fifty rupees for an elephant ride up the hill to the thousand-year-old palace. Instead, we walked. While we had a stroller for my youngest daughter, my poor three-year-old had to plod along unaided. She trudged up the hill until eventually I carried her the final distance.

Respite from the heat in Floral City

As the bus rallied uphill over a narrow, winding road, the temperature dropped to the low twenties and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was in Dalat.