Then there are the orange blossoming flame trees and the delicate blossoms of the mango trees, bright white opium poppy fields for the strictly limited opium production, lush vegetable gardens with aubergines, tomatoes, chilli, cotton and mustard fields. Bougainvillea, pink oleander and purple hibiscus bloom along the roadside. Our winter-weary eyes greedily soak up the bright summer colours. The sure-footed horses carry us through the stony foothills of the Aravalli Mountains and across the fertile Malwa Plain to the sandy, savannah-like sandy, savannah-like landscape, which is ideal for marvellous gallops. One day's ride takes us to the Sita-Mata nature reserve, which is home to leopards, gazelles and antelopes. Unfortunately, we don't see any of these shy animals, but all the more Hanuman monkeys, who are delighted with the remains of our lunch picnic. Hardly any spot in India is deserted, even on dirt roads we come across motorbikes - with at least four people on them, all without helmets, but with waving saris, the driver on his mobile phone. We come across tractors decorated more colourfully than any Christmas tree, with dazzling tinsel, strings of flowers, bells, bows, ribbons and pom-poms, accompanied by booming Hindi techno music. At every turn, we encounter sacred cows, respectful water buffaloes, colourful goats, sheep, pigs and more. The ride through Indian rural life is like travelling back in time: Ox carts, flails and hand sickles are still in daily use in India. Weeds are plucked by hand, grain is harvested with a sickle and arranged in sheaves. Whole families can often be seen in the fields: the young women at work, the older ones looking after the children in the shade. Even though life in the countryside is hard and arduous we see contentment and joie de vivre on their faces - something that we often lack in our modern but hectic everyday lives, which makes me think. In the afternoon, we drive to Bambora Karni Fort, a mighty castle complex that has been converted into a four-star hotel. We take a refreshing dip in the pool, which is lined with four water-spouting marble elephants. Over the next few days, there are always additional programmes, such as a ride on an oxcart or a performance by musicians and dancers around the campfire. The "show" that nature has to offer is also impressive: We camp by a large lake populated by countless water birds, from great crested grebes, ducks and herons to the elegant Sarus cranes, which grow up to 1.70 metres - taller than me. But the stars of the animal ensemble are undoubtedly the pink flamingos, which elegantly stalk through the shallow water. As the flock rises into the sky and passes over our camp as a pink cloud, I feel like I'm in a fairy tale from 1001 Nights. The whole thing is crowned by a golden-red sunset on the palm-fringed lake - almost too cheesy to be true. During the day, we are also surrounded by a wide variety of flora and fauna: emerald green parrots, iridescent blue kingfishers, mongooses and chipmunks scurrying away with their tails up. We even see Nilgai antelopes, the largest antelopes in India, also known as "blue cows". 48 48