Winding up my last few days in India by doing much of nothing in Delhi. Alison went on with our friend Austin back to Jaipur to check out wholesale Indian jewelry and i opted to stay in Delhi on my own and rest. Hard to believe, but Delhi is very clean for a major capital city of India! I joined up with the Delhi hash last night and after the run we came upon a wedding procession. The tradition is for the groom to ride a horse through town with all his friends and family in tow. They end up at the bride's house where the two families meet and perform the ceremony. Most Indian marriages are arranged so it is not unheard of for the bride and groom to only have met once or twice before they are wed! Our local Indian friends assured us it was ok to join in and go on to the wedding ceremony! Dressed in our running gear, sweaty and smelling of the beer I dumped on my head, I met the bride and gave her my congratulations. We danced, ate the food, and chatted with the family members like we were invited guests! How strange is that???? Indians are very welcoming people.
Before arriving in Delhi, I visited the Taj Mahal in Agra. It was probably the most impressive sight I saw here in India. The craftsmen who built it had their hands all chopped off afterward so they would never make another one like it. All done in the name of love. The Maharaja's dying wife had three requests: that he not remarry, that he raise the remaining 7 children, and that she be buried in a tomb. Well, she got what she wanted and then some, eh?
We all have heard the terrible news about the explosion in Bali. My thoughts are with the friends and families of the victims. Please try not to worry about me out here. We'll be on to Australia in just a few days.
All my love,
Carla
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