Khajuraho is a tiny, sleepy town where everyone potters around on bicyles, amid leafy green fields and little ponds where cows cool off from the midday heat.

Khajuraho cows

It’s also home to three groups of spectacular temples built around AD 1000.  The exteriors of the temples are covered in beautiful sculptures of gods, nymphs and, erm, sex (although as my Lonely Planet advises rather sternly: “The erotic content should not distract from the great skill underlying the sculptures.”)

Khajuraho temple

Khajuraho temple

Temple carvings

It was lovely to be in such a peaceful place for a couple of days – we even got brave enough to hire bikes to whiz around the different temple sites, winning some impressed (maybe) stares and comments from local residents (“Oooh Madam, you have a lovely bicycle!”)

Me and my rather antique Khajuraho bicycle