On the way from Agra to Samode, we stopped to see Fatehpur Sikri, "The Ghost City." It was constructed by Akbar, the Mughal Emperor, and served as the Mughal Empire's capital from 1571 until 1585 when it was abandoned because the water supply was unable to sustain the growing population.
Getting ready to leave the Taj Gateway Agra Hotel
and go to Samode. Our bus driver (left) is walking
with Gloria and Richard Howell, who are fellow travelers
from Pocatello, Idaho.
The load of bricks these donkeys are carrying brings to
mind the familiar expression, "beast of burden."
Sam took this picture and the next two photos from the bus
as we traveled along on our way to "The Ghost City."
Riders peddling along and on motor bikes is a familiar scene
on the roads. These women have dried cow "pies" used for fuel
Cow "pies" used for fuel.
Would you want the job shaping these into circles
to get ready to dry? Yuk!
Would you want the job shaping these into circles
to get ready to dry? Yuk!
Once the driver comes, the women will be on their
way joining the conglomeration of available transportation.
Jodhabai's Palace in Fatehpur Sikri. It was built by
Akbar for his Hindu queen, Jodha Bai. Akbar also had
a palace for Mariam, his Christian queen.

Akbar for his Hindu queen, Jodha Bai. Akbar also had
a palace for Mariam, his Christian queen.

In the center of the background can be seen the
Hall of Private Audience
(Diwan-i-khas).
These children were on a field day excursion and
seemed happy to have their picture taken with us.
Hall of Private Audience
(Diwan-i-khas).
These children were on a field day excursion and
seemed happy to have their picture taken with us.
This central pillar is in the Hall of Private Audience.
It is believed Akbar sat on the circular platform above
the pillar and his ministers sat in the four corners of
the elevated crosswalks. It was here that Akbar had
representatives of different religions discuss their faiths
and gave private audience.
Diwan e Aam
(The Audience Hall for the General Public)
It was used for celebrations and public prayers.
Ornate screens on either side separated the ladies
attending the court who could watch without being seen.
extended for a handshake as they smiled and said, "Hello."
The school girls we saw in other places did not have uniforms
matching the boys as these were, but rather wore dresses that
were unlike their mothers' saris and more western in style.
Although Fatehpur Sikri is now a "ghost city," there is a
population currently of over 28,000 people; 19% of the
population is under six years of age.
The school girls we saw in other places did not have uniforms
matching the boys as these were, but rather wore dresses that
were unlike their mothers' saris and more western in style.
Although Fatehpur Sikri is now a "ghost city," there is a
population currently of over 28,000 people; 19% of the
population is under six years of age.
The open courtyard at Fatehpur Sikri.
Panch Mahal is the five-storied structure open on all sides
and built of local red sandstone. Some think it might
have been built for the ladies of the court. Others have
suggested it might have been where Akbar was available
for those assembled in the courtyard to worship him and
receive his blessings.
Back in the bus again, we were on our way to Samode where we were greeted like royalty with a welcoming band and taken to the Palace Hotel in a camel caravan. Here are some things we saw along the way:
Our bus passed by this camel pulling a load on the highway.
Sam was interested in the local blacksmith.
He has a unique forge and anvil.
We passed by what appears to be a goat auction.
The welcoming band was enthusiastic if not melodic.
Camels and carts ready to take us to the hotel.
Part of the welcoming ceremony.
It was dark when we reached the Palace Hotel where
a garland of fresh marigolds was placed around our
necks and a red spot "bindi" was painted between our eyes.
The hotel was outlined in miniature lights.
Upon entering the hotel, we were greeted with the traditional
Indian greeting of "namaste" and given a warm, wet
washcloth to freshen up with and a small glass of juice.
The Palace Hotel
The Palace is about 400 years old and was originally a fortified
Rajput stronghold, but early in the 19th century the castle
began to be transformed into what has now become a
prestigious hotel for tourists who are lucky enough to stay here.
"Fun for Less Tours" knows the prince who owns the palace,
which we were told gives them priority for reservations.
This is a view looking out the front entrance of the hotel.
The Durbar Hall in the Palace Hotel.
Since it had been a former palace for noblemen, the rooms
for hotel tourists have a variety of looks and are not uniform.
for hotel tourists have a variety of looks and are not uniform.
This sign had been prepared for our tour group and
was made completely from rice. It was there to
welcome us as we went to a nice dinner that
was especially served to our tour group. One member
wasn't watching and stepped on the sign. This
wasn't watching and stepped on the sign. This
necessitated some rearranging of the rice.
We are going to the evening's dinner.
We shared a table with Kay and Julee Anderson,
Steven and Jean Habel, and Rodney and Avis Chandler.
The evening's entertainment included music, dancers,
and a man performing with a torch of fire. As a finale,
some of our group were included in a large circle dance,
including myself. Makayla Ericksen and Sue Lemmon are
in the photo standing next to the ladies in their saris.
The next morning, we climbed the many steps to the top of the hill where the ancient fort is located and gives a nice view of the valley below.
Samode Fort at the top of the hill.
The fort was mainly used at times of trouble,
having an underground passageway that provided access
from the palace. This tunnel was a secret way used
by the royal family and others, but it has been replaced
by steps now. Here we are after the climb.
From the stairs, we saw these ladies digging a place
to catch water.
to catch water.
On our way down from the fort, we met these goats
coming up.
The goats had some unusual markings.
We also were met by several monkeys on and
Sam taking a picture of the monkeys,
while I'm taking a picture of him.
while I'm taking a picture of him.
This pair did not care about us as we passed by on the
stairs; but I was a little concerned when two other
monkeys started fighting over bananas that a man
was passing out, so I hurried on past.
We went on a camel safari in the countryside to the place
where our lunch was served. Here we are with
the man leading our camel.
Our camel caravan.
Riding in the cart shown in the
front of the photo are Norman and Sherry Davis.
Here is a close-up of Norman and Sherry,
which was actually taken later at Pushkar. Early on in
our tour, we found out that Sam had been Norman's
math teacher in St. Johns, Arizona; and it was fun to
spend some time reminiscing and catching up on
things since those long ago days.
(Lance Huddleston is in the background.)
Entering the village on our way to our lunch.
We have arrived at the private garden of the prince
who also owns the Palace Hotel.
This is where we had our lunch.
We shared a table with Steven and Jean Habel.
Notice the canvas ceiling.
The elephant painting on silk and the self-proclaimed "artist,"
although I am quite sure it is a copy of someone else's work;
as there were other vendors selling similar works from
their portfolios. Still, he was a nice young man.
Notice the canvas ceiling.
After our lunch, we returned to Samode and walked around the streets looking at the shops. Earlier in the day when we went up the steps to the fort, we had a pleasant visit with a young man who chose to stay with us as we walked. When we got back down, he said he would like us to come see his little shop.
It turned out that his "little shop" was a portfolio with paintings on old paper or silk, some of which he said were his work. The pitch he gave is similar to what I heard others say that his grandfather was the artist for the older paintings and taught his father who taught him.
I complimented him on the one I liked best, which had three elephants painted on silk, but I said I was not interested in buying one. Nevertheless, he quoted me the price he wanted. I thanked him but said I was not interested. Of course, he asked me what I would be willing to pay. Fairly certain that he would not accept it, I said I would pay $15. No, he couldn't sell it for that. So I thanked him again and said we appreciated visiting with him.
Well, he continued to walk with us the rest of the afternoon as we explored the town. He even took us to see a wedding celebration where the ladies tried to get me to join them in the dancing. When we returned to the hotel, he again asked about buying his painting. We ended up buying it for $20 and giving him a tip for spending the day with us. So what shall I do with my painting of three elephants?
although I am quite sure it is a copy of someone else's work;
as there were other vendors selling similar works from
their portfolios. Still, he was a nice young man.
I bought some bangles here after they demonstrated
how they were made from the resin of banyon trees
and then were decorated. I have some young
granddaughters who I thought would like them.
We saw several pigs roaming the streets.
Cows and pigs seem to fend for themselves
and sort through the trash.
These men have gathered to offer prayers for the sick mother
of the household and are being fed by the family.
of the household and are being fed by the family.
(Gem stones and jewelry were sold in several shops.)
but the work place seems quite primitive.
We saw several women carrying loads on their heads.
Sue and Gale Lemmon, our tour escorts, and
Sabir, our Indian guide who traveled with us.
After spending two nights in Samode, we left the next morning for a short drive to Jaipur where we started the day by climbing up to the Amber Fort by elephant. That will be covered in the next blog.














































































