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 .