Jaisalmer

We thundered through the desert in a dilapidated bus to the sleepy fort town of Jaisalmer. It's just 100 kilometres from Pakistan here and right on the edge of the Great Thar Desert. It's customary to go trekking in the desert on a camel and spend a night under the stars so I guess we'll be doing that at some point. Although there are many hotels in the fort itself, the government urges tourists to avoid them and to stay in the adjacent town as the whole fort is slowly sinking under its own weight. We got a good price on a room after much umming and ahhing (3 quid a night!) and are looking forward to spending a few days here, which will include Emma's birthday. No broadband = no piccies.