We have returned to Bangalore from Goa and Ramesh and Lakshmi take Christine and me shopping. I already have my Egyptian Galabiyya but now Christine and I are treated to the Indian Kurta gown (down to below my knees) and Pyjama pants. Lakshmi and Christine get complex detailed Henna patterns drawn onto their hands, it will last about 14 days. I’m also becoming real Indian now and have got used to eating with my hands using the Chapati instead of a knife and fork.
I browse the local newspapers advertisements section and read those from parents looking for spouses for their sons and daughters. A very common practice and we have met friends who found each other through this. “Looking for a young male medical doctor, less than 35 years old, tall and good looking for our very beautiful daughter. Must be Brahmin.” Hmmm…
Tomorrow we have one night to ourselves in Delhi before joining the tour group for the next 17 day tour of Northern India. The tour’s first night is Sunday and is in the Ashok Country Club and so we ask the price for us to stay there Saturday night as well and are quoted $190 and so we instead book at Hotel Lohia near Delhi airport for $76/night instead.
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