Inspired by Hubby's friend's beautiful night photos of the Badshahi Mosque, taken from a popular rooftop restaurant, we decided we want to admire the view too ;) So one evening we went to the New Food Street, located near the Lahore Fort.

Towards the end of our stay in Pakistan we spent a day in the beautiful Lahore Fort.

The Lahore Fort, locally known as Shahi Qila, is citadel located in the north-west corner of Lahore's Walled City. The origins of the fort are not certain, but after being destroyed and rebuilt several times, the existing structure goes back to 16th century when it was built by Mughal emperor Akbar. Since then it was upgraded by subsequent Mughal, Sikh and British rulers. 

I've always known I was going to stand out from the crowd. I decided to try to blend in, wearing  long Pakistani kurta and covering my head, but I couldn't hide the fact that my face is much whiter than everyone else's. I'm gori, a white girl, and I attracted attention. Sometimes it was nice, sometimes funny, sometimes caused trouble, and at some point I was really tired of it, but there was no way to prevent it unless I covered myself completely ;)

After a week in Lahore we set off to visit the village around Faisalabad, where my in-laws live. We were supposed to stay there for a week, and organise Adam's Aqiqah (the sacrifice of an animal performed on the occasion of child's birth).

It was on our second day in Lahore, I think, that I demanded to be taken out of the house ;) Hubby was supposed to go to the market with one of his brothers, to get some nappies, and after a bit of convincing that I hadn't come to Pakistan to spend my time at home, they took me with them. My Mother-in-law nearly cried, and recited Ayat ul-kursi (prayer to protect one from "evil eye") before she'd let me go out. It would make you think "Oh God, what can I expect outside then?", wouldn't it? ;)

Since then, every day we got to spend in Lahore, I fell more and more in love with the city. 

When Hubby first said we'd be going to Pakistan for the whole month, I wasn't too sure about it. I thought I might not like it, that it would be too hard to overcome the language barrier, that people would stare at me... Basically I expected a massive culture shock.

But then, after our journey from hell, I guess I was too tired for a culture shock ;) Yeah, things were different - a lot different than in Europe, but then I think that I've been with my Hubby long enough, saw enough photos and watched enough news with him, plus I've been so shattered that it all didn't feel as weird as you'd expect them to.

Anyway, I was pretty excited when we finally reached Lahore. Nervous, at first, but then I was just relieved that we finally got there - I just wanted to get home and get some proper rest!