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| We approach the lake from the street. | A fantasy. | The beauty of this Indian morning. | Pavilions and steps stretch into the distance. | Sajida and some familiar faces in festive attire. | Close-up of these young singers. |
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Becoming professional. |
Preparing for the performance with Chugge Khan, harmonium, and dholak. |
The singing begins. |
Time to dance. |
The youngster dips. |
A grand finish. |
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| Then our group's women come to dance. | In the next pavilion we find a puppeteer. | The dancing puppet moves to the ground. | The juggler. | The puppet's ball shoots up. | Continuing the juggle while sitting. |
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| The old part of the city with its rich ornamentation. | Yuval hears and then bows a ravanhatha, a one-string fiddle played by Bohpa bards. | Bargaining ensures and Yuval makes a deal to purchase the fine instrument. A CD of the instrument sweetens the agreement. | Classic features. | Another building. | Close-up for details. |
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The afternoon was slated to travel to dunes to have a concert with Mangniyar musicians under the stars. Alas, I was suddenly struck with the 3-day stomach flu, a virus that spread through the group. Too sick to participate, I remained on the bus in misery. The following images from fellows tourists fill in the blanks.......... |
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| A couple provides some personal color. | Arches and balconies. | Not all buildings in the area are old. This one under construction keeps the district's ornate style. | The travelers mount camels or ride in cars to the dunes. | Sunset. | |
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| A dhol and dholak drums and harmonium. | Yuval joins the musicians, who also play the kamacha banjo-fiddle and the jantar, with gourd resonators. | ||||
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