Here are the pictures of the Muslim wedding that we attended with our friends Renu and Shelley. Practically all weddings are held in tents here whether they are Muslim or Hindu, it's jut the way for the traditional wedding. Tomorrow night we are going to another wedding. This time for members of the church. It's not being held at the church house so we figure it's at another tent. This was a huge tent that the Muslim wedding was in. All the walls were lined with the food caterers. Take special notice of the one cook sitting on the table in his chair. There was so much food it was unbelievable. The salads were a work of art so I took a lot of pictures then I realized you might get bored if I sent any more that a few.
The bride was in the room of a building that the tent was attached to but there was absolutely no heat in there. She must have been freezing. And they say that the bride usually hasn't eaten anything for hours. She looked awfully cold and tired to me. The bride and groom are kept separated through the whole evening until the marriage is solumnized. They are brought together for a few short words which go something like "Do you take this woman to be your wife and do you take this man to be your husband? Then so be it." And it's over. Then they are again separated until it is time to leave the wedding. People gather around and visit with them but that seemed to be the whole wedding. There was no music or entertainment at all. The whole thing was just looking at the bride and groom and eating. It was fun though. To stay warm they had a few little barbecue grills and people could pull their chairs up and get warm. Lickily we got next to one of the grills and ate our food in relative comfort.

This was Renu's friend who had invited her to the wedding.

My friend Renu and I were seeing if we could pass ourselves off as muslim women. I was trying to figure out what to wear to a muslim wedding that Renu had invited me to. Her friend at work had invited her so she said it was perfectly fine if Fred and I went with her as her guests. I will be putting some of the pictures of the wedding on next.

This was a good shot of a hand driven tricycle. These tricycles are the chief mode of transportation for crippled and old men. I liked this fellow and his flag.

I hope you are making these pictures big so that you can get the full effect. These are typical landscape scenes that we see everyday. It it hard to take a picture without cows rummaging around in mounds of trash. And yet New Delhi has a beauty of its own.

This beautiful new truck was quite a fascination to us. They don't seem to have dump trucks like we're used to seeing. We thought this was an interesting way to get the dirt out using manual labor. It was a colorful sight none the less.

Just when we think we've seen everything, we see something new. This guy was washing potatoes with his feet. Ouch!

Fred couldn't resist taking a ride on this huge bronze lion.

It's cold here now and a lot of these poor fellows actually live on their rickshaws. It just doesn't look very comfortable does it? But no matter how poor they are, they still brighten up the landscape with their colorful blankets and rickshaws.

This Little girl's name is Bindia. She's a little street urchin that we have gotten to know. She is the one in the group picture that has a candy wrapper in her mouth. Fred had just given her a stick of gum or something when I took the picture. She sells strings of beads, some of which I have bought. When she sees us she gets so excited and runs up to us with lots of hugs and protection. The beggars and street sellers build fires right on the sidewalks to stay warm.

We were out walking the other day and I just happened to look over and saw a rat digging a hole. As we looked closer there was a whole family of them. They were all just out there in the middle of the day in broad daylight. It was hard to get a picture of the whole bunch of them but we felt lucky to get these few. Fred said he's glad he came on this mission. It's helped him get rid of a few of his phobias.