{"id":3957,"date":"2021-02-11T15:05:57","date_gmt":"2021-02-11T15:05:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/toonsarah-travels.blog\/staging\/?p=3957"},"modified":"2021-03-18T11:45:06","modified_gmt":"2021-03-18T11:45:06","slug":"a-warm-welcome-in-the-thar-desert","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/toonsarah-travels.blog\/staging\/a-warm-welcome-in-the-thar-desert\/","title":{"rendered":"A warm welcome in the Thar Desert"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Nothing makes you feel more welcome in a country than to be invited into someone’s home, however humble. And language is no barrier to connecting with a friendly hostess and her curious children.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

As we drove through India’s Thar Desert on our way to Jaisalmer, I asked our driver, Mehar, if it would be possible to stop to photograph some of the small round grass-thatched houses that we saw either side of the road.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had in mind a few shots from a distance with the zoom, if he felt that would not be resented. But when he spotted a suitable home and stopped the car he suggested that we walk over to it. Would they mind, we asked – not at all, he replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So we strolled among the succulents and a few low-growing gourds to be welcomed by two children near the entrance; it was festival time and there was no school.<\/p>\n\n\n