Friday, January 23, 2009

Bringing Back the Caprioska

So, today was our last day of real touring around India.  Cynthia is currently peeing in the lobby because she couldn't make it upstairs (well, the lobby bathroom), and then she's packing and heading off to the airport.

Today, we toured around Delhi with the best tour guide we've had yet, Anil.  We saw lots of amazing things, like the world's tallest brick tower (which is like saying the world's most beautiful ugly girl), some tomb that was the inspiration for the Taj Mahal, a mosque, a really awesome modern B'hai temple that was shaped like a lotus flower, and a Hindu temple that was very pleasing to the eyes (like Cynthia's features).  Also, you should know that everything in India has a gift shop, and if it doesn't, your guide will be sure to take you to 'a really impressive demonstration of traditional handicrafts' where you will be asked to 'just look even if you don't buy.' In other words, a gift shop.

No monkeys today, probably because I forgot to ask for them in my last blog post, but we did see a child doing the kind of tricks a monkey would do.  Somehow it was less impressive, as I feel like children are easier to train.  I did learn at the Hindu temple that the monkey god is actually an angry monkey god, a god of power who is known for tearing your sniz up with his hot monkey attitude.

Today would have been a hard day for William, as we were constantly surrounded by swarms.  Granted, the swarms were of kids in their school uniforms, but they came in some seriously major quantities.  Cynthia asked a bunch of them to wave for a photo and then immediately regretted it when they started coming towards her.

After sightseeing, we returned to the hotel, and after googling hot Delhi restaurants for an hour, went to Insomnia, in the lobby of our hotel.  The place was actually really decent; we had truly amazing starters and respectable entrees, and, most importantly, they played Elvis, Sinatra, the Carpenters, Rhinestone Cowboy, Dolly Parton, Johnny Cash, and similar hits.  At first, I thought the selection was pretty cheesy, but then we really got into it and it kind of made a lot of sense.

The bar/lounge was pretty hip, though we were the only customers.  Our waiter/manager was also great, and gave us free Indian rose.  They've only been open for four months, but on account of the recession and the Mumbai attacks, don't really get anyone except the occasional businessman looking for a drink, so they were excited to have us.  Sad, because the ambiance, food and service, as well as our Caprioskas, were all very good.

Christina and I are keeping it low key tomorrow, but we'll see what develops.  More monkeys tomorrow, please?

Monkey sightings: no change.

P.S. Cynthia pulled the trigger tonight, but just a little bit she said.

P.P.S. There is a Hindi/Punjabi song about Obama, in which we learned that many Hindi/Punjabi words rhyme with Obama.

2 comments:

  1. Glen Campbell = Rhinestone Cowboy.

    I should know. I saw him in concert. A concert at Busch Gardens Williamsburg, VA (The Old Country.)

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  2. LOL! All I have to say is that when Stina was like, "we won't have Cyn and her alarm clock", your response was "we have wake up call". I'm sad that I'm just that replaceable! Thanks for an amazing and unforgettable trip!!

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