Ajmer - Pushkar

Nothing, and I mean nothing, prepared me for what was awaiting us at Ajmer bus station. We where due to get a little local bus from Ajmer to Pushkar where the Camel fair was being held, so you can imagine the crowds and the madness. But it wasn't until our bus arrived that true insanity overcame everyone. Droves of people ran to the bus still pulling into the station, started climing on the roof, through the windows and over themselves to get into the door. It was a savage, ruthless fight to the death to get a little seat on the tiny 30 seater bus. Me and Elodie just took a deep breathe and charged, behaving like everyone else, shoving our huge rucksacks in the way of people. Eventually after much hyper-ventilation, sweating and adrenaline rushes, we got our bags on to the rack and grabbed a space up infront of the driver. Elodie was practiacally sitting on the drivers knees and I was on the engine which got hotter and hotter as the bus climbed up the hill dodging mangey dogs and cows sleeping in the middle of the windng road. It was scary and funny at the same time (maybe we where hysterical with fatigue and shock at that stage but we where giggle the whole time)