Our harrowing drive from the train in Jhansi to Khajuraho brought us to a very nice, tranquil hotel. The aroma of incense and sounds of flute and drum in the lobby made you feel like you were in a yoga studio. We needed that, for sure! A quiet dinner and bed.
The next morning, we slept in before heading out. The town is quite small, only 20,000 people. It is bustling for its size. There is a large lake where many residents bath to cleanse themselves before going to the temple. Walking around the center of town was a feast for the eyes and nose (some good some not so much).
Khajuraho boasts an amazing park filled with Hindu temples. Only one is actually used for prayer. The largest is known for its intricate sandstone carvings of people, warriors, families and temptations. Many know that Khajuraho is also known for its acceptance of the Kama Sutra, much of which is depicted in many of the carvings. And, it is very explicit. Puritanical USA would have a difficult time allowing such carvings on any public building.
The Kama Sutra is a guide to sexual positions and we decided that you either had to be a pretzel or much younger than we are! In any case, the temples were very interesting.
In the afternoon, after lunch, we each had a massage and I had a facial. Both services were quite nice, but living in México, you get very spoiled with the pampering services, as well as the prices. It didn’t quite live up to my expectations, however I am not complaining about the opportunity to relax and absorb all that we have exped so far. It did knock us both out, though. Tomorrow, we fly to Varanasi for our final day in India.