In India, some people choose to ignore the smell of other issues of survival and how they feel sharper, no one knows exactly why. In my case, I belong to the second group, I am particularly acute in terms of flavor, but upon arriving in Jodhpur, the city hooked me above the noise, the rattling of autoricksaw, pollution and the thin dust rising from early in the morning, smelling spices.
Photography by michael clarke stuff
Knowing the city:
In the foothills of the Mehrangarh fort, a network of streets where it is impossible to maintain a steady course, extend the blue houses of Jodhpur. This curious tone that initially distinguished the houses of the Brahmins, was adopted throughout the city to ward off the heat, and apparently also to mosquitoes. (más…)