Let’s be honest—if India had a city made for postcards and slow-motion videos, it’s Udaipur. 🏞️
Welcome to my Udaipur food and travel diary—a tale of palaces, poha, and palace poha (yes, that’s a thing).

Also known as the “City of Lakes” or the “Venice of the East” (depending on how poetic your guide is), Udaipur isn’t just a destination—it’s a whole drama. Think palaces that flex in the lake’s reflection, streets that smell of kachori dreams, and sunsets so good they make your ex’s texts look pale. 🌅

But for me, Udaipur wasn’t just a pitstop. It was home for three months — three delicious, dazzling, and downright hectic months.

From Hospitality Dreams to Palace Doorways 🏨

As part of my hospitality degree from IHM Pusa (yes, that IHM Pusa), I had to complete a 3-month industrial training. So naturally, I packed ambition, anxiety, and a terribly wrong pair of formal shoes and headed to Taj Fateh Prakash Palace, Udaipur.

And just like that, my Udaipur food and travel diary began.

December to March — when most cities are fogged up, Udaipur is busy being ridiculously photogenic.
My training wasn’t just about folding napkins into cranes and managing room service — it was living inside a movie set with five-star food. 🎬🍽️

💼 Training Days: Not All Room Service and Roses

Let’s be real — working at a luxury property like Taj sounds glamorous until you’re carrying trays through a wedding crowd or folding napkins into origami masterpieces. But those three months taught me more than textbooks ever could.

Working at Taj sounded like glamour. Reality? Trays heavier than my emotional baggage.

But every burnt toast and perfectly folded napkin taught me something:

• Guest tantrums can be tackled with grace (and extra papad).
• Time management is real when you’re juggling turndowns and tantrums.

I learned the art of managing guests, time, and my caffeine intake. I saw the behind-the-scenes chaos that creates picture-perfect moments. And yes, I mastered the poker face needed when a guest says, “The soup is too soupy.”

🧳 From Intern to Story Collector

I didn’t just complete a hotel training. I added entire chapters to my life story.

My Udaipur food and travel diary isn’t just about food or training. It’s about the chaos, the culture, the coffee, and the quiet moments in a busy city.

And though I now live in the world of spreadsheets instead of soufflés, the flavors I tasted in Udaipur still spice up my journey.

The People & Culture Vibes 🧡

One thing about Udaipur—it doesn’t just charm you with architecture, it wins you over with warmth. Locals would invite you in for chai, then feed you like a long-lost cousin.

And if you’re lucky enough to be in town during Mewar Festival, expect music, dance, color, and chaos—in the best way possible.

What Udaipur Gave Me (Besides a Few Pounds) 😄

Sure, I went there for hotel training. But what I left with was more:

• A deeper love for food (and jalebis the size of your face)
• A reminder that heritage doesn’t have to be boring
• And a city-shaped bookmark in the story of my life

I may not be in the hospitality industry now (corporate life, hello deadlines! 🧑‍💻), but everything I experienced here still spices up my travel and food adventures today.

📍 So, Should You Visit Udaipur?

If you love heritage, food, sunsets, and occasional dramatic slow-motion twirls by a lake — then absolutely, because any Udaipur travel story isn’t just about palaces or street food—it’s about connection. About how a city can feed your soul, not just your stomach.

So, if you’re ever planning a trip, skip the clichés. Go where the food is hot, the sunsets are dramatic, and the people smile with their eyes.

Go to Udaipur. Stay for the story.

✨🥘🏞️ Just make sure you carry comfy shoes, an empty stomach, and a heart ready to fall in love. 💙