In the morning we headed by bus from Orchha to Kajuraho. This city is famous for its Khajuraho temples with carvings contain sexual themes. After an exhausting journey in the bus without AC we found quite a nice hotel, and walked into the area, where the famous Kamasutra temples are located.
I was amazed how much they spend on maintaining the gardens. I even saw for the first time trash bins after weeks spent in India. We got to the temples themselves. They are really beautiful.
Ornament monument in Khajuraho are listed as a World Heritage site by UNESCO and appeared on list of seven wonders of India. They were built in the years 950 – 1050. Originally, there were 85 temples, but only 20 of them have been retained to the present day. This territory was occupied by Sultan of Delhi around 1300 and later abandoned and forgotten. The palaces were rediscovered in 1840 by British soldiers in densely overgrown jungle.
It is interesting how they were built. It is said that many artists had to work on them because they are really in good quality. But the biggest mystery is their erotic theme. We still don’t know why exactly temples contain erotic carving so far. There is a theory they are the remains of magical and shamanic rituals which guaranteed fertility and protection from evil forces.
In the afternoon we walked to the remote palaces, which are located outside the main area where you need a ticket. It was very difficult because in this small town you cannot walk without tiring company of local people. As soon as local people see you, they literally run to you to ask the still same questions.
Invasion of black bugs in Khajuraho
When we returned back to the city, we went to eat and when we came out of the restaurants we have experienced an invasion of black bugs. They are common this time of year, but that time they were probably overabundant. They were everywhere! The road was black, we walked through them, they fall on us from above, flew into the hair. We ran to the hotel.
A big surprise awaited us when we opened our hotel rooms. I remained standing in shock. They were flying, they were on the ground, I had them in my clothes, backpack. Everywhere! So, the war began. Then I sealed all gaps in the room and went visit my neighbors. They were still in the process of killing, so I helped them. After this incident we drank few shots of my domestic alcohol, talk and the next day we said hallo each other. They continued to Varanasi and I traveled 700 km back to Delhi to finish my second trip in India.