departure have changed overnight and we are here to stay until the late afternoon, as the plan is now to see some temples close to Udaipur, do some last minute shopping here before going back to Ahmedabad. The day before I had already made arrangemens with Éva to meet early to go down to the lake, which is just a stone-throw from the hotel. Éva and me meet in the breakfast room, Susanne joins us later but is rather busy taking pictures as we have a beautiful view of the lake from up there. It is just around 9 am as we are at the banks of the river - not to watch the beautful view there - but rather to see the locals do there morning hygiene there 
while others are busy washing there laundry just a few meters away. Men and women are separated. While most men either jump into the lake or sit besides it with only there pants or trunks on, most women wash themselves with their clothes own. Something we had already seen the day before, when we took a boat ride on the lake. No wonder that diseases here spread easily. Luckily I had already taken a shower back in the hotel. After the quick stop by the lakeside, Éva and I take a little stroll of the still mostly asleep Udaipur, at least judging by the number of still closed shops. Apart from the area around the Jagdish Temple where tourists get hassled by all kinds of business men - "Where are you from? Ahh, Germany - my cousin lives in Germany, nice country!..."and so on trying to get you to come into their shops and businesses just a few street away the experience is very different and we get to see all kinds of craftsmen - tailors, men making metal pots, stone carvers, etc. - which is a welcome change to the tourist business.
At 10 am we meet again with the rest of the group to take "our" bus to two temples just about 20-25 km outside the city. When we get there, we are the only people there, except for some locals who either live or work there. I have a quick look at the temple while the others stay there. The farmworkers down at the road seem far more appealing to me. So I take a walk down towards the river, where a famer is ploughing his field with a plough drawn by two water buffalos. Behind him his wife who is sowing. I also meet several other people down there - 
a young boy with his sister giggling as I take their picture, the boy not forgetting to ask me for a dollar, which of course I do not give him - as well as farmer's wife who is selling fresh produce using the wall around the field to display her agricultural produce.
After a short chat with the bus driver who only speaks little English I head back for the bus to not 
lose track of the others but they are still in and around the temple. Behind the wall I see a very young girl, maybe 3 years old girl. As I come closer I see the rest of the family or better the rest of the children of the family there, while the parents are away on the field. After having taken a few pictures of them and showing them the pictures on the display of my camera, the kids become more and more open and friendly. We wave each others good bye as the bus leaves again for Udaipur. Quite a touching experience to see them there, living in a small cabin on the field.
