Our recent family trip to Jaipur was a perfect blend of spirituality, history, and quality time together. From seeking blessings at the sacred Khatu Shyamji and Salasar Balaji temples to exploring the majestic Amber Fort, Hawa Mahal, and bustling Bapu Bazaar, every moment felt like a celebration of culture and togetherness. Traveling with my husband and daughter made each experience more meaningful—from watching her tiny hands folded in prayer to seeing her eyes light up at the sight of colorful Rajasthani puppets. Jaipur gave us more than memories; it gave us stories we’ll cherish forever.
Sometimes, we need a little escape—not just from routine, but into something that touches our heart, soothes our mind, and brings the family closer. I recently experienced one such memorable escape. My husband, our little daughter, and I took a short but beautiful 3-day trip to Rajasthan, where we explored the spiritual aura of Khatu Shyamji and Salasar Balaji temples, and then surrendered to the timeless beauty of Jaipur—the Pink City.
Traveling as a family has its own charm. There’s laughter echoing in the car, endless snack-passing moments, and those unexpected giggles from the backseat that light up your soul. This trip gave us all of that and so much more.
Our journey kicked off with early morning excitement, packed bags, and a lot of enthusiasm. My daughter, as usual, insisted on carrying her own tiny backpack—stuffed with toys, crayons, and a small pink water bottle she refuses to travel without. Our first stop was Khatu Shyamji Temple, a revered shrine located in the Sikar district of Rajasthan.
As we entered the temple premises, the spiritual energy was almost overwhelming. The air was thick with chants of “Shyam Baba Ki Jai,” and the sight of the golden idol of Khatu Shyamji gave me goosebumps. I held my daughter’s tiny hand and closed my eyes in prayer. There was something incredibly peaceful about standing there as a family, grateful for this life and the time we had together.
We even waited in the darshan line for a bit, chatting with other devotees, and my daughter curiously watched the rituals. Though young, she seemed to understand the importance of the moment. Watching her fold her little hands in prayer made me emotional—like she was connecting to something deeper in her own innocent way.
From there, we headed to Salasar Balaji, another deeply sacred temple dedicated to Lord Hanuman. The road trip between the two was filled with songs, roadside chai, and random giggles. At Salasar Balaji, the powerful aura of the temple was unmistakable. The temple was bustling, yet it felt grounded—people praying with deep emotion, some seeking blessings, some offering gratitude.
My husband, who has a strong spiritual side, spent quite some time in silent prayer. I used that time to just sit back and watch life move around me—devotees, priests, little kids playing near the temple pond, and the warm golden sunset slowly melting into the horizon. That first day was not just about visiting temples, but reconnecting with ourselves and each other.
After our spiritual start, we headed to Jaipur early the next morning. The city greeted us with its warm pink hues, bustling markets, and wide roads lined with palaces and heritage buildings. There’s something romantic and nostalgic about Jaipur—like a place frozen in time, yet so alive.
Our first destination was the majestic Amber Fort. We chose to walk uphill (instead of the elephant ride) because my husband and I wanted to take our time exploring. My daughter, surprisingly energetic, ran ahead, excited by the fort’s size. The Sheesh Mahal inside was absolutely spellbinding. Thousands of tiny mirrors reflecting sunlight created a magical play of light. It felt surreal.
Standing there, I imagined queens walking down those same corridors, the royal grandeur, the stories that these walls held. I looked at my daughter and smiled, thinking, “Someday she’ll grow up and walk through her own palaces, but for now—this is her kingdom.”
After Amber, we stopped at Jal Mahal, admiring the palace quietly floating on the Man Sagar Lake. Though visitors aren’t allowed inside, the view itself was postcard-perfect. We clicked lots of family pictures with the lake in the background.
In the afternoon, we reached the City Palace. It was like stepping into a different world—so vibrant, so royal, yet so accessible. My husband, a fan of architecture, was absolutely mesmerized by the intricate carvings and vibrant courtyards. We spent quite some time exploring the museums, and even my daughter enjoyed seeing the royal clothes and ancient weapons on display.
And of course, how could we skip Hawa Mahal? Its honeycomb-like facade stood tall and proud against the cityscape. We didn’t go inside, but just standing there, watching the light hit its 953 windows, made me feel like I was living inside a storybook.
Evening rolled in, and we couldn’t resist heading to Bapu Bazaar for some shopping. Oh, the colors! From traditional juttis to handcrafted bangles, and mirror-work bags to Rajasthani fabrics—I was in heaven. My daughter picked a little puppet keychain and insisted we get matching ones for her grandparents too.
We ended the day with a traditional Rajasthani thali dinner at a local restaurant. Dal bati churma, gatte ki sabzi, laal maas for my husband—and loads of buttermilk and chutneys to go around. The food was not just delicious; it was comforting, like a warm hug from Rajasthan itself.
On our final day, we decided to slow down and soak in more of Jaipur’s cultural vibe. First stop: Jantar Mantar—a place that made us feel both amazed and a little small. The astronomical instruments here are centuries old but incredibly precise. My husband was completely fascinated, and we spent a lot of time trying to understand the sundials and observatories. Our daughter, however, was more interested in the open space to run around and play hide and seek!
Later, we headed to the Albert Hall Museum. The Indo-Saracenic architecture is stunning, and the art inside—sculptures, miniature paintings, royal artifacts—painted a rich picture of Rajasthan’s past. Outside the museum, we sat for a while in Ram Niwas Garden, where my daughter chased butterflies and giggled uncontrollably while we sipped kulhad chai.
We wrapped up the trip with some street snacks—pyaaz kachoris, mirchi vadas, and sweet jalebis. The flavors of Jaipur stayed on our tongues long after we left, just like the memories stayed in our hearts.
As we drove back home, I looked out the window and smiled. We had only been away for three days, but the experiences felt much larger. From spiritual awakenings at the temples to majestic forts and family laughter echoing through palace halls—this trip was a reminder of what truly matters.
Time with family, shared meals, laughter without Wi-Fi, exploring together, praying together—this was travel in its purest form.
We came back tired, tanned, and terribly happy.
If you’re planning a trip that blends spirituality, culture, royal history, and soulful moments, this 3-day itinerary is perfect. From the divine calm of Khatu Shyamji and Salasar Balaji to the royal charm of Jaipur’s forts, palaces, and vibrant bazaars, you’ll come back with a heart full of gratitude and stories worth telling.