Our hut

This place did great food including unusual stuff like jaggery (yellow lumps of boiled sugar) and stringy, bitter 'desert beans'. The family liked to hover round and direct our eating (breaking up our bread and poppadoms for us and putting them in the curry, and rearranging our thali dishes in the middle of the meal because we were making a mess). The head of the family was a Bishnoi elder and didn't speak English (true of most people at this place) so he liked to direct our meals with the cook interpreting. Interesting, but doesn't make for a relaxing meal, especially when you have hayfever and blowing your nose isn't really acceptable practice to the people around you. Despite sticking to the traditional way of life they're by no means isolated though and do have internet and apparently a TV in this place - the young lad who did most of the practical stuff was well up on world politics and was very well educated too.

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