Jaisalmer, the Golden city and its desert.

Jaisalmer The Golden city with its desert that every tourist should be even obligued to spend a night at during the sandy windy nights that they do not even tell You will be all the journey is really about.

Let's start from the beginning to an end of entering this beautiful land

First You need to take a train there are not that much of a sitting space so You get a bed but the windows are opened so the wind is coming in and out together with the waves of massive intensive storms of a sand.

As usual I didnt know how to prepare I just knew We are going to the Jaisalmer what do I need a bag and a camera and money thats all for me.

I didnt even carry sunglasses besides some scarf that I bought in India

I was kind of a careless traveler at times. I had no idea what is gonna be like. The train ride was long, was one of the longest I remember also was one of the most beautiful in view and exciting ones and again I had no food besides some small breakfast early morning and as a highly sensitive I should actually have something with me additionally and optionally as the road was long but I had nothing as I remembered I was focusing on being just an observer. I also had a friend with me next to mine bed so I wasn't travelling alone. We were I bet around eight people together or maybe even more everyone We met were from different countries and different jobs knowing only each other from some night social talks.

In the train We were more than just sitting from each other far away I only remembered that the girls were together and one very beautiful blonde girl from the Netherlands I guess and a guy with a t-shirt of a superman and that was my first impression in the train the romance will be on and off.

After two hours suddenly everybody just moved and I with my friend a kind of overslept waking up We were just around a new travellers and with so many different kids around all of them pretty hungry at that time, playing and making a noise. We took a walk around the train corridor and checked if everywhere there are simply no windows the train was I bet a cheap one so there were no windows only a seat as a bed so when the wind was coming in You had a choice to lay in.

I remembered my face looked big as a moon from the hot waves and the sand I wasnt prepared for a travel this kind. I found out about it just last night and only could go because We were suppose to back early Sunday night. My friend wasnt that much of a talkative this time so We just sat and watch the view and watch each other tired faces making some weird funny smiles and being literally silent I just talked at times. I really loved this trip

I wished I could make more photos in there but We were just making a very little kind of a break so I could just take a fast shot and that's it. Once we stopped for quite long but when I was already tired and just wanted to arrive to a destination place The Jaisalmer.

The places the people the animals we were passing by it was the most beautiful view I could experience in real on my own in my life.

In my insider world it was all out of this world I was so happy inside couldn't believe I am there my friend too She entirely was full of new emotions about it all. We were just so happy to be in India that was enough and everything was making us pretty happy at least that was my kind of insider life. even if things not always were pink I really enjoyed every day and every week of it.

We were just passing by a woman my camera was on, then I saw a dog that was trying to drink water and then the train started to go so I needed to go back to my place before another windy sand covered us again. I had no idea that it was just a warm-up before the desert and its real natural nightlife.

The story is more captured in the photos that I want to share with You they do tell much more of an emotional experience of mine and the Jaisalmer but also of the people in there and everything that I felt and You can feel too thanks to the photographic memories of it.

We have visited a very tiny village at first, They took us fast on a desert where We needed to decided which camel are we taking for ourselves and guess what the children that were giving us the camels were I bet some just five years old. Happened to me I had the smallest boy who wanted to walk with me and my camel but I told the older guys it's okay I can somehow manage by myself. They were pretty okey with it. I never was on a camel before as long as I can remember and I pretty much dreamed about it but It was all in a group and fast I was the last to join the group this time.

It gave me very little time and opportunity to really stop and photograph but I have tried my best so far. I suddenly noticed two small camels running and walking around They were so beautiful playing and making noises I really loved their company I kind of lost myself on a desert.

Suddenly I saw women in a beautiful bright colored clothes carrying quite heavy kannens I suppose looking back and climbing to get some water and there are no men to help around so my first impression was like Oh My God to which country I actually arrived the woman is serving a men like some kind of superwoman. I couldnt take my eyes away from them and from this whole tiny beautiful village in the middle of a desert.

I would probably spend hours or days trying to get to know them and photographing everything that I can later share. I cant describe how I did feel in there from one side You ask Yourself they do have a city so close and They do choose to live in there or maybe They were the choosen to live in there You dont wanna interrupt so You are actually trying to hide walking in there and taking some shots at the same time the children are literally asking You to interact with them all. They see a cream and they wanna try to put it everywhere around it made us laugh they also did laugh. I saw their parents arent happy at all and I decided to take some shots in the very backyard of this village. I loved everything in there I just had a mixed feeling about them about their life.

I also thought We shouldnt interfere in their lives because the tourist are in there everyday so If they only want to We can actually communicate.

Later on I met some Indian friends and they were telling me stories as if they came from such villages now they are more than just rich and educated but some of them still behave as if the world was only made for them. They dont carry this humble heart I believe no matter how You were born and raised it is You to decide especially if You are now the lucky one.

I believe most of them who stay in the tiny village is mainly because they really cant leave or they prefer to live this way and I found it very beautiful in a way now we all are coming back to such way of a living but they do really have nothing inside their houses You can not even enter in there because it is so small and You also dont wanna be an intruz as You are already a one. I wonder if this village still exist until now and if the children from there are still living in there as an adult or they are already somewhere else.

As in India everything is kind of possible one day You are living this very hard almost impossible way and another somebody is coming and can really take care of all. I also experienced such care when I got sick I didnt need to ask to be taken to a better place and a better home with a food that can make me to come back to myself and be more strong.

People in India are full of contrast as You will see and experience the poorest one next to the richest ones its kind of the same everywhere

It just does look a bit of a different way nobody will come actually and visit some villages in my country and view them as something so incredible to be seen but actually already some started to do visit places like that. Nevertheless nobody will make it a tourist place just by a choice and by the curiosity of a culture diversity maybe.

In India everything is as if for sale money do take a huge role in there.

At least is where I was and when I was I remembered because I was for them mostly just a white blond girl who is a bomb full of money they did acted in a way where I was spending actually more than I could and can and I am not from America or Italy our zloty was better than the rupee but still I didnt like to feel like that I had my issues in life job in India that were paying me nothing but the flat and food. Imagine after six months nobody knew who I was because I could know about what they talk my hair became curly and dark I started to put make up and earings for work so I was often asked if I am panjabi thats all. I paid for the rickshaw as a local not a traveller anymore.

In Jaisalmer I was just a tourist still and with so many of the international ones so I was treated this very way.

To the point that I asked where are we gonna sleep ? They said while We were climbing so high sandy places in the middle of a desert We left the village and there was completely nothing it was getting darker and darker I said to my friend I think We are staying in there. What I didnt like was that I needed to have a dinner and a huge meal after all.

I already felt as If I had a fever and some other also did have so I just felt how other did feel. I saw they are carrying in with some camels some beers and are telling us to leave the backpack and prepare for a night.

We were given some towels some blankets and were told to take at least two beers and some chips I was like okey its midnight at least We gonna have something to drink after all. I climbed up to the top of the sandy mountine the dune and all of the sudden ten other people were already climbing in and telling me they gonna sleep next to me I was like okey just take the blanket and jacket because it is kind of not easy to sleep just on a sand it goes everywhere inside.

I was actually prepared for something that was just coming. As usual Indian people who brought us in there treated us as some kind of a joke or a money objects not a real human beings so they didnt care and did not informed us about what is just coming. It was already after the midnight we had beers I didnt have two I was too hungry to drink. I just dreamed of waking up to a breakfast. They put a fire and some people started to sing together with the Indian boys we had some laughs and from the peak of a dune and slept.

Within just two hours or three I started to feel my friend taking my blanket,

I was like okey I can take a jacket and there were some more just near there but I already had problem to take one to cover as the wind was already more than just strong.

I started to feel very possessive strong wind that was just making its way to a bigger and bigger circles around all of us that stupidly decided to sleep on the peak of a dune on a wild desert. Who knew whats the weather like in the middle of a night and non of the Indian people warned us what We gonna go through because of such a choice. I managed to take my jacket and hide under the blanket of my friend but it was already not enough the sandy storm was just on we were literally gonna die this time I thought.

It started with a bit of a wind and a sand that were whispering to our heads and ears it started to go from very gentle to very dangerous and big waves and was shifting whenever I prayed for it to be over it was stopping for a while and then coming back even much more than before.

Even though We still had some jackets and blankets It wasn't possible to stop the sand from going everywhere and covering us like some kind of an ocean waves, I really had enough after ten minutes I wanted to give up the cold was also hard to bear with.

I wasnt reacting I wasnt shouting I was still a child so I tried to keep it all very in hope and relax but I was getting afraid and all of us didnt know If we gonna survive the blankets were taken by the wind so we had only two of them left and ten people gathered in one place each of us started to hide the head as that was the most terrible experience it wasnt even like in a train it was something that You can not even describe with words the sand was as if someone was throwing into You a sand bombs and You had nowhwere to hide no matter what have You been trying to do it was getting inside of You everywhere the cold air the cold windy waves and the sand pounching You everywhere around You may just ask Why I for sure will not come back there ever anymore if I will survive this time ?

It lasted till We were completely exhausted and lost hope to get out from it all You couldnt move and You couldnt get out from the jacket and the blanket because there were just a dancing sand playing with You all the night

I was so angry that I needed to climb up there but I was just looking for a place to relax to reset and take a good calm nap.

Here it was the most windy and sandy of the night in its purest threatening form.

I decided to sleep and let go If I suppose to be taken by this wind and sand let it be I really can not longer fight it I was just too weak too hungry to make it all through but We did somehow survived through it. Even we got some sleep from exhoustion.

Suddenly there were no wind no sand nothing as if nothing happened We quickly checked if everybody are alive and climb down to see if others are okey. We saw another group of Indian people coming with camels and carrying some things for eat I just couldnt wait I thought Oh Gosh It's the food I was full of sand everywhere my teeth, eyes, ears, hair We literally looked like sandy zombies this time. It was like a punishment of some of a kind. The experience that will always last in us. If I survived if We survived now All is gonna be all right and It was.

We got a normal European breakfast the eggs better this than nothing I said.

People who slept in the lower part of the dune had no idea what we all went through. It was even hard to talk about it just like that. The shock was strong inside We actually had no idea what was happening in there and why none of the people reached out to help

from there We just went to the city to make a tour around within an hour nobody remembered that We could really not survive. We enjoyed the beauty of the place the people the textiles that were sold in there, The Jaisalmer streets and the architecture the cows that were spread in each corner of a place and the crowded center and finally a restaurant so

We were able to talk and celebrate the Jaisalmer ride

My friend who spent the night in the lowest part of a dune said oh Your camera Your backpack is all in the sand. We were down so We actually didn't feel that much I had a really good sleep in there I said so did I. I just woke up all of sudden and thought the sandy storm would kill me this time and We laughed. She had no idea what I was talking about.

For some We are Engulfed in the desert's parched silence, I was nothing but another grain of sand in the wind for Her.