A late night thought from Pushkar

There have been moments on this trip where I have questioned our motivation. For us, it's not just about 'seeing' India. It's about our relationship with the place. I have wondered at times if we can actually share that with our kids. They live so much in the moment and seem oblivious to much of the stuff that sends my mind reeling. When we took them to places in Parhaganj, places that we had described to them with such passion, I realised that we had seen that through the eyes of backpackers. Now, seeing them through the eyes of a mother, it's a whole new picture. I've worried that walking along the streets of Pushkar (one of my most favourite past times in the world) is actually really full on for them. That restaurants that were cool hippy hangouts for us, might seem grotty to them. But it's not. They are charmed by it too, but for completely different reasons! Gus has bought himself a Rajput turban which he wears around the place. Freya gives the air of someone who has travelled for years, and Martha, well, she's as at home here as anywhere in the world. She skips and hops and sings her way through the madness!