After tea with the family, and before the Embassy take-out dinner, Anna, Anu and I went to a salon for some primping. Ashish dropped us off, and we were whisked away into our respective rooms...without going in to too much detail, let me suffice it to say, Jen's lesson of the day: when having waxing done in a foreign country, it might be a good idea to have an interpreter with you if you are at all picky about just how much waxing you had in mind!
(for those keeping track, spa services such as waxing run only a few bucks each...pedicures run about $5-6)
After the excitement of the salon, we loaded into a rickshaw (yep, totally as cool as I thought it would be) and headed to a watch shop (it turns out my brother-in-law has a rather extensive watch collection, and Anna was hoping to add to it as a wedding gift).
(check out the crowd this rickshaw guy is hauling around!)
Pleasing this Delhi newbie, while in the rickshaw, and just as promised by Anna, I had my first sighting of cows-in-the-street (soon enough, I saw many more...but the cows of Shalimar Bagh were my first!).
(this picture is not actually in Shalimar Bagh, but you get the idea!)
There - now you have the complete weekend story :) I'll try to write up Monday (the mendhi party) this weekend.
3 comments:
sounds amazing, sooo jealous!!!
Jen, thanks for the story and the pictures of you and dan"s adventure , sounds like a good time was had by all. cannot tell you how much I am enjoying the blog. miss you all very much, love papabass
lol about your waxing fiasco. I've had the same problem. There was once a mean little Thai lady with her waxing stick who, I think, did not like Americans. She didn't follow along with my plan. I really miss cheap salons, though.
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