On one side of the square stands the tall and imposing Old Royal Palace, which is now a palace museum that can be visited. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info a Hindu temple near the royal palace square, with tall towers of typical Hindu temples erected above it. The temple is small and is called "Lakshmi Narayan Temple". All the people who went in were Christians.

From the palace square to the castle, there is a labyrinth of small alleys. From here, Xueluo and Liu Jingshu looked for a place to live in the depths near the castle. Golden reliefs on the outer wall of the temple. A Rajasthani man was stroking the piano with his eyes closed, his demeanor was intoxicated by the sound of the piano.

The floral reliefs around the statue are beautiful. Walk through the streets and alleys to find a small inn, look good, the price is good. The owner said it was full and disappointed. The enthusiastic boss did not abandon Xueluo and Liu Jingshu, but brought Xueluo and Liu Jingshu to this home again, a small inn on the towers of a castle at the end of the deep alley.

The name is Krishna Borangari. I walked up the narrow staircase in the castle to see the room, OK, the furnishings of the room are quite characteristic of the castle inn, the walls are painted with murals in the style of Rajasthani, and the windows are open on the castle, so that you can overlook the scenery and sunrise and sunset outside the window.

This small inn has only four rooms, and Xueluo and Liu Jingshu occupy two high-rise positions. The shopkeeper's offer is 2000, which is relatively high. Slightly bargained to 1500 yuan per room, about 150 yuan per room. This price is on the high side in Jayselmel, bargain well or look patiently for it should be more affordable, Xueluo and Liu Jingshu are tired of walking, and they don't want to toss anymore.

There are no high-end hotels in the castle, only two or three small intermediate hotels built in the Haveli building, most of which are inns and inns run by residents, and the prices are high for good locations. However, the hotel inn house outside the city is good and cheap, and the disadvantage is of course to hike into the castle, but it is not very far, and the city is not big.

From outside the city, looking up at the small inn on the castle, there is almost a circle along the city walls. Xueluo and Liu Jingshu live in the building on the left in the photo above. This is the private inn on the ancient castle where Xueluo and Liu Jingshu lived, the Krishna Borangari Inn.

Krishna is an incarnation of Vishnu, one of the main gods of Hinduism, and the inn wants to take refuge with the nickname of the god. The neighbors to the left of the inn where Xueluo and Liu Jingshu lived, each castle had a private house, and many of them were used as inns. It is said that the construction of these inns here is not conducive to the preservation of the ancient city walls.

The open-air restaurant on the top floor of the Krishna Borangari Inn has a good view, and you can have breakfast while watching the sunrise. This Jain temple is located in an alley below the city walls on the north side of the inn. This photo is seen from the roof platform of the inn.

The innkeeper and the service Xiaosheng are kind, have a good attitude, and patiently introduce local tourist attractions and shopping places to Xueluo and Liu Jingshu. After settling into the accommodation, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and Xueluo and his travel companion Liu Jingshu came out to walk around and familiarize themselves with the terrain of the ancient castle. Look all the way, go wherever you go.

The castle is a labyrinth of alleys and so narrow that it is difficult for tuk-tuks to enter, and only motorcycles pass through it. The narrow streets are lined with businesses on both sides, but I don't know if it's because of the season, there are not many tourists, and business is deserted. On the left is a shop selling antique crafts.

The shop on the right offers airfares, tickets, and car rentals. Jayselmeier took a closer look at what was being sold at the antique stalls in the desert. The shops on the street stretch one after the other along the alley. Some shops have all kinds of tapestries, carpets, scarves, and clothing hanging high at the entrances of various shops.

Due to Jayselmer's remote location, it is not easy for outsiders to enter, so business here seems a little light. Although the business is deserted, these merchants do not shout loudly when tourists pass by, and most of them chat with each other or look at you silently, as if it has nothing to do with them whether you buy or not.

It's only when you show interest in his products that they get up to sell it to you. Rajasthani-style tapestries hang along the streets, fluttering in the wind like low-hanging flags. A deserted handicraft shop, with some wooden figurines and bronze statues at the door.

Sweeping the past, those figurines seemed to be lined up, and there was a feeling that they were about to move at any time. There are tourists passing by, the shopkeeper does not go out to greet him, the door is open, there is a black rumbling inside, there is no sound, dare not enter. There are very few people in the depths of the alleys, and some locals like to stand still in the alleys that are narrow and difficult for sunlight to let in.

Their lazy look makes the tourists who come here lazy. The woman and child of Jincheng in leisure. In the small inn in the alley, the open door seems to welcome customers, but the clerk at the door stands there with his head down idly and looks at no one around, a bit of "the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley".

In the depths of the alley, there is a group of locals who are idling around. It's nothing, it's a life, there's no need to worry about them. Outsiders think they have nothing to do, and they themselves may think it's better to be at ease like this. The old building in the castle was built during the reign of the Tuvassal King.

The castle was inhabited by many official families, and their mansions were called "Haveli Palaces". Yellow sandstone is used as the building material, and the walls, doors and windows are carefully carved with beautiful floral reliefs and shapes. The carvings are said to use traditional Islamic techniques, and after the partition of India and Pakistan, almost all Islamic craftsmen fled to Pakistan.

Therefore, it is difficult to build this kind of building anymore, and it has become a commemoration and witness of history. Typical haveli building. The yellow sandstone floats around the door frames and window frames are really exquisite. Haveli building in the Kasbah. Haveli building in the Kasbah.

Haveli building in the Kasbah. Some of the walls in the streets and alleys can also be seen with colorful murals full of religious flavor, such as this portrait of Ganesha God, praying for good fortune and safety. Portrait of the Hindu god Krishna. Krishna is an incarnation of Vishnu, one of the three main gods of Hinduism.

A delicate old door, a simple and simple door, a very delicate and artistic yellow sandstone relief decorative window. Stone carvings on the wall: Ganesha, a living and ready to emerge. Two rough stones placed on the side of the street, the upper one concave in the middle of the outline like a bull's head. In India, the cow is worshipped as a sacred object and is especially revered.

Because the ox is the mount of the Hindu god Shiva, the natural shape of the surface of the stone below does not look like an elephant's head? It must have been regarded as a symbol of Ganesha. Tucked away in the alley is a small mid-range hotel called "Jaisel Castle". The hotel was pretty from the outside, so I walked in to have a look.

The environment is quiet, and the decoration is also very palace-like, but there are no residents walking around, nor do you see the shopkeeper greeting you, and it is deserted. There is a restaurant in the courtyard, but there is not a single diner in sight, and no waiter comes to greet him. The unattended service desk, the image hanging on the wall may be the owner here, or the former owner, a powerful minister or a big household.

The three women on the side of the street, chatting and grinding beans, saw Xueluo and Liu Jingshu have no expression, and do their own thing. The female shopkeeper directly regarded Xueluo and Liu Jingshu as air. It's okay for a girl who raises her feet to go out to show off her child, but it's not okay to show her face by herself. The people in the desert should be very bold, but in fact, it feels like they are not willing to show their heads in front of the living.

It's in stark contrast to the bold Sikhs you saw in Amritsar the other day. Snowfall does not mean that the Jaiselmer people are indifferent to outsiders, but that they feel unexpectedly peaceful, a state of mind that is not in contention with the world. During the four days that Xueluo and Liu Jingshu stayed here.

No merchants and vendors come up to buy and sell, no one takes the initiative to ask for a photo with you, no one makes a loud noise in the narrow alleys, and there is no noise, fighting, or stealing. I don't know why, is it because I have been trapped in the desert for a long time and have been eroded by the wind and sand years?

A crooked nut swaying alone in an empty alley with a selfie stick. Following a path that stretched down the alley, Xueluo and Liu Jingshu, under the guidance of the locals, climbed to the platform on a castle, where there was an old cannon more than 100 years old, and the muzzle of the cannon was silently pointed out of the city, and at this moment, it no longer had the ability to spray anger at the enemy in the bloody wind as it did back then.

I just want to lie here silently like this, and the slightly raised muzzle of the cannon seems to be speechless. Outside the city walls is an extension of the city. The castle was so crowded that there was no place for later people to live but to live outside. Since the surrounding area is a sparsely populated desert desert, the locals gather around the castle to keep warm.

Flocks of pigeons hula hula fly in the sky, bringing a touch of movement to the quiet town. Standing on the high place of the city wall and looking north, you can see that there is a higher place outside the city, which is the "Castle Observation Deck", which is located on the north side of the ancient castle, less than one kilometer away in a straight line, and is the best place to watch the sunset of the castle.

Plan to go there tomorrow afternoon to sit and watch the sun go down and enjoy the wonderful time when Kaneshiro is immersed in the sunset at sunset. After getting off the fort and walking out of the castle, he turned around and looked up at the ancient castle high above. Just now, Xueluo and Liu Jingshu were still standing at the place where someone was standing on that high place and looked down here. Houses and inns built on the walls of the castle.

Houses and inns built on the walls of the castle. Houses and inns built on the walls of the castle. This one occupies two watchtowers. A roadside snack stall outside the castle. There are many fried foods in Indian snacks, such as the one in front of you, which looks like a kind of fried dough filled with some curry seasoning, which is called it. Street food in India is unhygienic, and Indians like to grab food with their hands.

That hand may have just grabbed the coin, and then handed it to you in an inked newspaper, and the snow was scared to fall. The stalls at the entrance of the castle to buy fruits, most of the fruits can be seen in the countries of Xueluo and Liu Jingshu, including bananas, pineapples, apples, grapes, oranges, pomegranates, coconuts, and a few southern fruits that cannot be called by the snowfall.

The small vegetable market at the entrance of the castle, the green leafy vegetables sold here, Xueluo loves it very much, it can supplement vitamins, Xueluo and Liu Jingshu bought some vegetables and eggs here, and went back to cook noodles to eat. Walk along the old stone path inside the castle and walk back to the hotel with the orange street lamps. No, it's an inn. At night, lie down on the window of the inn, which is also the castle.

Look at the lights outside the ancient castle at night, from left to right, from near to far. Jayselmer's lights, which are truly exotic lights, are far away in the desert of western India. There are neon lights flashing in the clusters of houses, and there are car lights streaking across the road below. Stars twinkled overhead, and a crescent moon hung in the air like a boat.

The night here is quiet, only the lights blink with colorful eyes. I don't want to think about anything, I just want to dive into the night. From childhood to adulthood, all unhappy, existing, and past, are all cleanly released in the quiet lights and starry nights of this foreign land. Only happiness is in the heart.

The twinkling lights outside Jaiselmer Castle will take you to your dreams. Jayselmer Day TourToday is the 10th day of the trip, the second day of coming to the Golden City of Jaiselmer, the trip plan is Jaiselmer Day Tour, the focus of the tour is the Royal Palace Museum in the Kasbah. In the morning, visit the Royal Palace Museum.

In the afternoon, we went to see a well-known Haveli building outside the castle, Nasamli, and later went to the observation deck outside the castle to watch the sunset. Overnight at Jayssermer Krishna Borangari Inn. In the morning, outside the window of the castle, the east is gradually brightening, and the morning sun rises from the distant horizon, penetrating the air that is not very clean.

Throw a pale pink over here. A new day begins. As in Agra, at 5 a.m., the temple in the castle is the center, and waves of chanting from loudspeakers echo over the town like a wake-up call. Outside the city, it also began to echo, one after another, some chanting, some singing, some chanting, and occasionally accompanied by music.

It is said that a small town in the desert has few sources of pollution, and the air should be very transparent, but the suburbs of the city overlooking the city from the top of the castle are soaked in a thin layer of miasma. Maybe it's because people here like to use firewood. On the horizon in the distance, you can faintly see many large windmills with long arms raised high, and the wind blades slowly rotate in the morning light.

Form a large battle to add a bit of dynamism to the castle and city lying in the desert. Overlooking the lower ground, on the side of the road below the castle, a woman covered in a red sari feeds pigeons alone. A large flat yellow-brown flat ground, a touch of swimming red, a hand raised, a handful of pigeon material spilled.

The flock of pigeons flipped and flew around with their wings flapping. Dawn evokes. A herd of sacred cows scattered in the street at the entrance of the castle. These cows are ownerless, they roam the streets, no one dares to discriminate, no one dares to steal meat, because they are stained with the light of Shiva, the main god of India, and the cow is depicted as Shiva's mount in Hinduism.