Finally got in touch with Air France and found out that they had Sara's bag at the airport. Rather than risk having them send it to Jaipur and lose it again we just went by the airport and picked it up ourselves. Air France is a terrible airline.
No problem. Simply jump to the other side of the highway and carry on. Hopefully we make it to Jaipur alive.
While sidetracking to avoid the traffic jam we ran into what I thought was a shanty town. Our driver told us it was actually a gypsy camp. Who knew they also had gypsies here.
Just checked in at our hotel in Jaipur, the ITC Rajputana. This place is just as baller as our place in New Delhi. The agency we booked our trip through has killed it so far.
As we were pulling into town our driver recommended that we get massages done with local oils so after we checked into the hotel we called him back so he could take us to his preferred spot. Other than the practically see through underwear they gave me to wear, which by the way was at least 2 sizes too small, it was a pretty awesome full body massage. And it was only $25 for 65 minutes!
After that we headed to Handi restaurant. We had read about this place and our driver confirmed that it was a good joint. Sara and I split the Tendoori Platter which included Tendoori chicken, seek kabab, shammi kababa, chicken tikka, mutton tikka, and galouti kabab with a side of palak paneer (spinach and cheese in curry sauce). It was good but not amazing. The search continues for somewhere as good as Karim's in Old Delhi.