This was an old grandpa walking his little grandson to school. We followed this pair for quite a while and I thought it was so cute. The little boy led the way the whole time. He had a pair of new pants on that were way too long so they were rolled up on the bottom so that he could grow into them. His new shoes looked several sizes too big also, but he was excited and determined to get to school.

Ice cream wagons waiting to get stocked up with the days yummy treats. They are just across the street from our house.

Our Branch President lives in a real rough area of the city. I am his wife and daughter's visiting teacher.
Fred doesn't let my companion and I go there alone so while we are visiting he wonders around. He got some good pictures. The colorful building is the landmark we go by. When we see that building we know we're close. The shot down into the alley between the buildings is the view from the President's house.

During Lord Chrishna's birthday week these runners travel for many miles from the closest sacred river carrying water to pour on his statues. These fancy contraptions they are carrying are decorated water buckets.

These are some of our little neighborhood children coming home from school. Can you believe how cram packed the rickshaw is? The whole back seat was filled with children sitting on each others laps and all of the ones hanging out on the sides. Sometimes you will see the top of the vehicle covered with backpacks. It's just so amazing they ride home down the busy highway like this. Just incredible.

Hard Working Little Donkeys

Colorful Street People. Notice the bottomless little boy leaning against the cot. Most little ones run around like this.

As usual Elder Weeks is surrounded by women. I guess they're attracted to him because he had so many daughters and he finally learned how to talk to them nicely. Starting from left to right their names are Mitti, Dinu, Elder Weeks, Sophi, Dibit, and San San. The girls brought dinner down from their apartment and we all had a nice meal. They are really good cooks. Dibit went to hotel management school so whenever she does anything that pertains to that schooling we always say, "Wow Dibit, Hotel Management school is really paying off." She just beams.

This is a fancy Hindu Temple we pass by on our travels around the city. We are trying to go over to a place called Noida where there is a really fabulous Hindu Temple with a beautiful water fountain light show at night. We'll take pictures when we go. Probably we will wait for the Zauggs to go with us. They really need to take a few more breaks from the mission office.

I believe these are Lilies. I got so excited when I saw them blooming just down from our chapel. My newest little granddaughter is named Lily. She is Kasci's little baby.

These were views from Fred's hospital room window. We could see quite a bit of the Southwest end of the city from there. The high tower off in the distance is the Qutab Minor. The spaced out grove of trees with the dirt floor is where the kids play cricket most all day long on the week-ends when school is out. I took this shot on a Monday and there wasn't a soul in sight.

Somehow I lost the pictures of the slum area just below his window. He saw a lot of interesting sights early in the morning when people were just getting ready for the day.

We went to visit this Mother Teresa orphanage near our home. It's for mentally and physically handicapped children. There was a group of Irish girls there doing service. They had come from Ireland to work in the orphanage for a few months. We would have gotten a picture of them but they stayed out of sight the whole time we were there.

We found the orphanage to be a happy place and filled with a beautiful and loving spirit. There are several more Mother Teresa orphanages in the city. One is for the babies. I really want to see that one.

We asked the beautiful sister who was showing us around, how the orphanage was funded and she said, "Purely by donations". She said that everyone was so worried about what would happen to the orphanages after Mother Teresa died. Someone had asked Mother Teresa that very question and she said, "If this is God's work, the donations will continue to come."