The hills were alive and welcoming ,but we headed in a totally different direction .Forts ,palaces and architectural marvels.... the pink city .As we drove past through narrow lanes spotted the craftsmen doing block printing ,children running around , ladies peeping from the jarokhas .From far I could spot honey colored fort rambling all over the rugged landscape .
Amer fort
Dilapidated house en route to the fort .
A city of victory ,
myths and legends
of hilltop forts and glorious palaces .
A city of bright burning colors
and
bargain filled bazars .
Will catch you guys later with some more pictures of the pink city .
