Traveling is awesome! Can I go home now? - Pushkar, India

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By Lauren Girardin    Tue, January 13, 2009
Multicolored Breakdance sign - Pushkar Camel Festival, India
Breakdance sign at Pushkar Festival amusement park | Photo by Lauren Girardin

I didn't expect to be homesick. Not at all. How could I be homesick when I am distracted by new experiences, tastes, and people every day? Yet, every day I think about how much I'd like to be back in San Francisco and be done with traveling. I'd even settle for a quick two week break at home – just to swap my well-worn clothes for new, take a hot shower with adequate water pressure, and see my friends and family. And don't get me started about super burritos or Eric Kent wine.

I've never been homesick before, not while in college at NYU, not after moving out to San Francisco with Todd ten years ago. Now, here in India – a country I love – homesickness has become an obsession. I constantly think about what I miss, who I miss, and what I'll do when I get home. The Pushkar Camel Festival is one of the most exotic, unrestrained, and straight-out fun places I've been in my life – how can I want to be anywhere else?

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When you let a kid take the picture - Sunset Point, Pushkar, India
With Faye and Eddie at the Sunset Point | Photo taken by BJ, a young kid

I reveal all this and more to Faye while we both swing from hammocks strung up in a rooftop restaurant in Pushkar. Todd and I met Faye and her boyfriend, Eddie, a few days ago while waiting for the bus to take us all to Pushkar. Since then, we've gotten together for dinner and conversation each night, and spent hours sprawling at the Sunset Point, drinking chai and gazing out at the camel multitudes.

Faye is not just an empathetic listener - having traveled long-term herself, she has personal stories and the cred to go with them to reassure me that homesickness is a hump I'll get over. When I ask her what other fun mind-fucks I should be prepared for, she tells me about the awkward first time hanging out with friends who haven't extensively traveled themselves, and also the immediate desire to pack up again as soon as you get home.

Perhaps it's an illusion created by the hypnotic swing of the hammock or the lulling exhaustion of the mid-day desert heat, but after talking to Faye, I have a feeling I will make it through the rest of my trip around the world.

Travel Tips – Pushkar, India

Where we ate:

    Kids show off portraits Todd drew of them at Shri Vankatesh Restaurant - Pushkar, India
    Kids show off portraits made of them by Todd Berman | Photo by Lauren Girardin
  • Seventh Heaven Restaurant - A gorgeous, comfy, rooftop restaurant where you can – and should – spend hours recharging away from the festival chaos. They wash their produce in bottled water so you can actually get salad. Amazing. Oddly affordable too: YEH
  • Honey and Spice - A goofy, small place where you order "nourishment" not food. Though the dishes we had were healthy if a little blah, the non-alcoholic, nutritious drinks were the reason to visit. "Meh" for the food, drinks get a: YEH
  • Littel Tibet - One of the few excellent meals we had in Pushkar, a town who's food is suffering from the affects of tourism. They have some super spicy Indian and Tibetan food, as well as the best chips (those are French fries for you non-Brits) Faye had in India: YEH
  • Raju - A small shop with few baked goods on sale each morning. The honey nut cake was tasty and more than enough for two for breakfast. The pastries were dry and margarine-y : YEH
  • Akash Hotel and Restaurant - Each dish of their really bad Indian/Tibetan food tasted exactly the same as the other. The naan was also awful. Go only if you want a cold drink and a seat in one of their two hammocks: NAH
  • Falafel Stand - There are two neighboring street food stands that tout their felafel sandwiches. The felafel seemed more like potato balls, but it was crazy cheap, fast, hot, and somehow the fresh tomato and lettuce didn't make us run for the Cipro: YEH
  • Shri Vankatesh Restaurant - With the motto of "Meet me anywhere but eat me here," this little restaurant-that-could is worth a visit if you are really adventurous. The cook stands in a hole, cooking fresh thali and Indian dishes on one wood-fueled burner for customers who gather close at well-used tables under bad lighting. Since there's one burner, it can take a while, so the downstairs seats are best so you can pass the time watching the cook in action: YEH

Where we stayed:

  • Pushkar Villas Resort and Peacock Hotel - Having heard that rooms would be impossible to find during the festival, we booked ahead on the internet with Peacock Hotel. First, they moved us to down the road to Pushkar Villas Resort, which didn't have the pool we wanted (well, it had a pool that had two feet of water in it) and tried to give us their worst room with a squat toilet, then when they moved us to Peacock the next day, we found Peacock's pool was more of a mosquito-breeding pond. Way too far out of town and down a really sketchy road at night too: NAH

What we saw:

Damodel on top of the Sunset Point deck - Pushkar Camel Festival, India
Damodel on top of the Sunset Point | Photo by Lauren Girardin
  • Sunset Point - Behind the Mela Grounds, walk down the sandy road through the camels until you see a small white one-story building on a low hill. Head off into the camels (they probably won't bite) and you'll get to the Sunset Point, run by Raju and his friendly boys. Cold soda, hot chai (no beer, Pushkar is dry), and an unbeatable view from their pillow-strewn, shaded roof: YEH
  • Pushkar's Ghats - You can take a relaxing walk around the ghats of Pushkar's lake for views of the opposite shore, of praying pilgrims, and at night during the festival, of hundreds of oil candles reflecting in the water. The mosquitoes are fierce and there are some aggressive flower-touts with strange intentions we never figured out: YEH
  • Camel Decoration Contest - This festival event seems designed more as a chance for tourists to take photos of camels up close, yelling at each other to get out of the way, rather than an interesting show. Fun if you don't mind tourists who act like animals: YEH
  • Camel Dancing Contest - This was a sad contest, with unhappy, contorted, overly trained camels barely visible through the crowd. It also took forever for the festival management to get things going: MEH

Photos from Pushkar, India

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Raja Jan 13, 2009 |
I filled out a form for a class-action settlement on foreign-transaction credit card fees where I was required to estimate my number of days abroad from 1996-2006. I looked through my old passport and determined that I'd spent a year and half total out of the US in that decade. My feeling of being impressed with that total quickly subsided into a sense of sadness that I was on the back end of that time in my life now. So enjoy this for all it's worth, struggle and dirtiness and all...but I didn't need to tell you that.
Eve Jan 13, 2009 |
I so remember that feeling. I think I had some dreams about going home for a night and then being ready to keep on traveling after having slept in my own bed for one night.
Kim Jan 13, 2009 |
Hang in there Lauren! While I can't begin to imagine what that kind of homesickness feels like, I DO know that you are doing something that most people only dream about, and someday when you are home and back to your regular life, you will surely relish your days on the road.

And how cool it will be to be in another country for the inauguration!!! What perspectives and stories you will have to share. What are you guys doing to celebrate?

We miss you guys, but keep on having fun out there for those of us who can only do it vicariously!!!!

K & S
oren Jan 13, 2009 |  
took longer than I'd like to leave a comment, but don't worry about us back home. we'll be here when you get back and we're admiring your travels for now. sarah and I were watching TV last night and saw a special on Southern India. I felt envy for your trip after
all the talk and pictures of vegetarian food. You're THERE!!! so cool. have fun. thanks for sharing your amazing trip with the rest of us. i'm just back in the office this week and trying to remember how to work.
Mike G Jan 13, 2009 |
I know I don't have to tell you this Laruen but we miss ya too, but at least we can stay close in other ways, we've got the web and your photos, stories and maybe best of all skype to chat. I look forward to talking to you on the webcam, maybe you'll be able to see us sooner than you think. :)

Keep travelin' and tellin' us what you've seen and what we've never seen before. I've never left the country (duh) and only left the east coast to visit you so I can't even imagine how different and amazing it must be to see other cultures. Different countries who's latest gossip isn't about technology, presidents, actors caught doing stupid things, but rather food, places and other things.

When you get connection again I've got the webcam up, tested, and ready. Enjoy the sites while you're out there, meet new people and see new sights, and call us on skype...no really the webcam was 60 bucks so it better get some use!!! >:(+)!!!

Just kidding. Love ya
-Mike and the Ta-rajin's!
Michael C. Jan 13, 2009 |
We were talking about how much we missed you both at happy hour on Friday. I know everyone else is telling you you'll make it through this hump, so I will too, if only begrudgingly. It is an amazing adventure you both are on.

A brief homesick while abroad story. I went to China six years ago with my older sister and parents. It was the seventh day in China and we were getting ready to fly to Hong Kong to visit a friend of mine from college and his family. My sister and I were both missing white America (or at least the food) so I called my friend Alex and asked if they had peanut butter in Hong Kong. He laughed. He thought it was a ridiculous questions - I wasn't sure if it was because of course they had it or of course they didn't have it. He showed up the next day at the airport to pick us up with a jar of peanut butter in hand. Here's my jar of peanut butter. xoxo
Pierre T Jan 14, 2009 |
Good luck.
Maybe another country will get the homesick thing away. We miss you.
P.
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