Ahmedabad, boring things, and a wedding

Hi! Since the last time I wrote on the blog we started traveling, I experienced the worst five hours of my Indian Adventure yet, and we went to Moons wedding. If you think staying at people's house for five hours and having a miserable time is fun, then you're just plain weird.

One day we met this German family coming out of a supermarket. They were nice and invited us to dinner at their family's house the next night. We got there and they sat us down for twenty minutes on their couch. I was the only one on a plastic chair. Luckily we went outside. All Hailey and I could do was play slaps and sticks. It was b-o-r-i-n-g. Then mom and dad went to the beer and wine shop. The little kids (5 and 3 years old) wanted to watch T.V. which I thought would be okay. But it wasn’t. They turned on this show called Hagemaru (or something like that) and the mom served us rice and briyani. The briyani was pretty good! The best thing about going to their house was finding out that the moms brother (his name was Collin) didn’t think we were snobs. Collin thought that all kids from NYC were snobs but he was wrong!

After about 3 1/2 hours at their house the little kids took us in to their “playroom.” Their cousin was there too, he was three. I don’t know how this happened but they started walking in circles and when it was their turn, they jumped on me as hard as they could. Even Hailey was jumping! At first this was fun, but then I got mad. So I got up and yay, good for me, we were leaving!!!!! That was how I spent my worst five hours in India (so far).

We also took our first trip in India! We went to a city named Ahmedabad, two hours away by bus. When we got there, we quickly dropped our stuff off and headed siteseeing! That day we went to the Ghandi museum and ashram. It was the place where he lived from 1918-1930. We went to the museum and to his actual home. If you didn’t know, he was the Martin Luther King of India. Mom hated the hotel and we are going to have a real BIG problem if she keeps thinking about the hotels like that because the hotel wasn’t as bad as she thought it was. Trust me.

The next day in Ahmedabad we went to a synagogue. It is one of the few synagogues in India. There are only 6,000 Jews in India out of one billion people. It only had three prayer books and they were all messed up and almost torn to bits. We told the synagogue we were going to help them get some more. They seemed very grateful.

After that we looked for booksellers in a crowded market. We kept asking people where this book store was. They told us they knew but they probably had no idea what we were saying. Dad got fed-up so Dad and I went back to the hotel. All Mom and Hailey found was a book on good tourist places to go in Asia and a big, gigantic cookie to give to Malti.

Here comes the wedding! The same day we came back from Ahmedabad we finally went to Moon’s wedding! The two people who were happy about how they looked were Dad and Hailey. Hailey was wearing a nice, brown Indian dress and dad was wearing a button down shirt with nice pants and shoes. Mom and I were not. Mom thought her dress was too big. I hated how I looked. I wore a white shirt tucked in to my jeans and brown slip on shoes. Surprisingly I was dressed nicer then a lot of the boys there. We got there at 11:00 at night and left at 12:30 in the morning. Most of the wedding already happened so people were just hanging out. A person that we met there asked us to come to their wedding! Mom said that she and Hailey would go. Dad and I will get the night off. There you have it. What I have been doing the past few days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!