The author in India’s most romantic city. Story by Jordan Porter, a Toronto fashion writer, who is on a year-long trip around the world.
After a whirlwind tour of India’s crowded Kolkata streets, Pink City in Jaipur, the Taj Mahal in Agra, and everything in between, I was short-circuiting from a complete sensory overload. So I headed, quite literally, for the hills. Nestled in the Aravalli Mountain ranges in the state of Rajasthan, I took shelter in Udaipur for a much-needed escape.
Touted as the “Venice of the East,” Udaipur sits on the shores of Lake Pichola, and is India’s most romantic city. Unfortunately the lake was begging for monsoon season during my stay and resembled more of a pond, but nonetheless the romance, beauty, and the regal Rajasthani style were abundant.
Strolls down the narrow crooked lanes revealed tiny jewellery shops stocked to the ceiling with beautiful bangles and women wrapped in saris of bright fuchsia, lemon yellow, and turquoise.
In one of the many restaurants in town, you can feast on melt-in-your mouth masalas for little more than the cost of your morning coffee at home. A trip up to a rooftop patio (which almost every hotel has) offers jaw-dropping views of the city, the sky dotted with high-flying children’s kites. Most tourists head up to the Monsoon Palace, high up in the hills, for the spellbinding sunsets, but I was content to just put my feet up, grab a cup of chai, and nestle into the comfort of a wicker chair to watch the magical views. Trust me, I stayed awhile.