How do you celebrate the holidays in India with your family? Honestly . . . we didn’t really know what we were in store for. We were prepared for the Cobbledick eccentricities, but the other variables were unknown. Here is our journey in a nutshell. To have a fun-filled Indian Christmas we found you must . . .
Take in the chaos that is old Delhi.
Take in a bit more chaos.
Pee in a urinal on the side of the street.
Watch in awe as a dozen kids go past in this cycle rickshaw.
Buy some spices direct from Gaylen Weston’s dealer (President’s Choice)
Learn about a the Baha’i’ faith at the lotus temple.
Have your picture taken in from of the Red Fort only to have some creep stroll in and put his arm around you.
Smoke a watermelon herbal hookah.
Talk nonsense over a cup of chai with a bunch of random guys. Apparently we are adopting the one in the grey sweatshirt and toque since he can sing like Justin Bieber.
Pay our respects to the amazing Mohatma Gandhi at his memorial site.
Visit the Pakistan / India border near Amritsar and see the closing of the border. Here crowds gather on each side at 4:45pm each day as pump up artists sporting addidas like track suits lead each side in cheers and jeers to exhibit their national pride. Border guards get into a dance off of marches and kicking. Each tried to one up the other. Unfortunately, one Indian guard kicked so high that he fell over backwards so Pakistan might have won this dance off, but it is all in a spirit of fun.
Visit the holiest site for the Sikh people. Watch as volunteers prepare roti and curry for 40,000 people, Sikhs bath in the holy water and foreigners look ridiculous with bright orange bandanas covering their heads like gangsters. (You had to cover your head to enter the temple.)
Hit a six in cricket agaist a team of five-year-olds.
Mingle with a bunch of Indian kids.
Watch my Uncle Ron piledrive a kid.
Drink Indian rum (at $5 a bottle) and coke around a barrel of fire.
Look for tigers with Santa hats on.
Watch the expression on this monkey’s face after hearing a Cobbledick joke.
Special thanks go out to my Aunt Anna, Uncle Ken, Aunt Rene, Uncle Bruce and Uncle Ron who invited us on this wonderful adventure. We had a great time and hope you are surviving the rest of your trip.
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