...and it really was a Wonder. Despite the crowds the Taj Mahal exuded peace and calm and serenity. It gave off a fairy-tale like magic as it loomed above big and bold, marble gleaming. A monument built on great romance conflicting with supreme egotism, but hey, I fell in love with the precious stone inlay work on marble. The mausoleum was a bit manic with crowds pushing forward to see the tombs trying to sneak in a photo and subsequently being whistled at by the guards - not at all peaceful but totally India! Possibly not worth my 750 Rupees but one's got to break the daily budget from time to time! Strict rules of no water, no food, no pens, no books (although I managed to smuggle the latter through despite my bag being searched) I think with the aim of stopping any loitering. The need for food and a nap lured us back onto the streets of Agra after 3 hours of Taj Mahal, this was after an epic all nighter bus journey from Pushkar, quick shower and brekkie, then straight to The Wonder. Taj. Done.
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