How can I explain the great impression we have of Mandawa?
It must be the cleanest and cutest little village I have ever visited in India. Clean in a sense that it is the norm that there is absolutely NO LITTER AT ALL in the streets. How is this possible? How do you manage the whole community to get this done whereas the rest of India doesn’t seem to care or the ones that care cannot make the impact they deserve yet? I asked our guide who told us that the city understands that tourism is crucial for their economy and they understand what a treasure they have in their hands with this open air museum. They also believe that distinguishing themselves by such a clean town creates an advantage. It certainly does.
Another remarkable thing: no honking. It was so nice and quite to walk through town. No agitated drivers. No noise. Some children and women in the streets. Some cows… obviously. And.. no pushy people. OK, now I start to think that this place must be so isolated that the culture is different here. I regret not to have spend a bit more money here on the very good merchandise they sell here. In one of the haveli’s they sell old metal ware. Very nice. A bit similar to what I had found on my travels to Dhaka. At a very decent price. Also the art school had a very nice collection. Arghhh… I so wish we had another day for this place.
And that was not all… then we arrive at our accommodation Vivaana… We are welcomed with a shower of flower peddles, smiley faces and nice fresh juice. We knew it from the start… we will love it here! Actually, I was so determined to stay here since last August and didn’t want to skip this town for the world. This is a truly beautiful place, nicely restorated haveli… a huge haveli with nice little places to sit all over the premises, terraces on the roof, a nice inner court, a swimming pool, brilliant massages and very very good food for dinner. And a super good bed and huge rooms.
Flying peacocks… How stupid can you get… I thought peacocks were too heavy to fly. I never saw them using their wings in Belgium! But here I was watching with my jaw dropped how these beautiful birds flew to the highest top of the trees. I also didn’t know what type of noise they made… it sounds like a cat that has eaten birds…
I am not done with Madawa. I want to go back.