By Robbie Lawrence
To call Jaipur pink is like calling water wet – both statements are true but neither captures the infinite variety of what’s being described. Jaipur’s particular shade is part Germolene antiseptic, part wet sand – with a touch of Pepto-Bismol and caramel thrown in. Its hue changes throughout the day – at dawn its paler self appears to glow, while at dusk it radiates rich terracotta. During the monsoon season, it settles into a shade that’s closer to baked rhubarb. But on the hottest, dustiest days, the city appears to emerge, fully formed, from the arid sweeping desert to the north.