On our arrival in Jairpur and having checked into our hotel, we were told that there was an Indian wedding taking place for 300 guests that evening in the grounds which our patio doors opened onto. The proprietor said we were more than welcome to attend, but having realising it was a  Muslim wedding – no alcohol – and not Hindu, we decided against it!  We were more worried that we wouldn’t get any sleep with the noise.

It was interesting seeing the preparation and then the event. We both had a guided tour of the so called kitchen area and they were very proud when we asked if we could take some photos.  It was a very quiet affair, no music or dancing and it was all done and dusted by 12am. The men on one side and the ladies on the other – how strange?  Had it been a traditional Hindu wedding, there would have been plenty of booze and unlikely to finish before sunrise – maybe then we would have joined in.

Mutton was the dish of the night.  It was crazy to see them mixing the dough and building the clay ovens for the naan bread. Mind you, if you had seen the number of flies surrounding the dough, you too would have refrained from eating, period!

Thankfully, we had a great night sleep.