Wow! We just saw the most fabulous sight of our lives. We had been hearing about this famous tower about an hours drive across the city so we asked San San to go with us. She hadn't seen it either. What an unexpected surprise of beauty. It's hard to appreciate it by looking at my unprofessional photography but someday maybe you will come and visit us and we will take you. This is the QUTB MINAR. It served as a minaret and also a lookout tower. It was built ----I'm not sure, I think in 1200 A.D. Read the sign I took a picture of.

The Emperor was going to build another tower even taller than the first one but he died and construction was halted. This building is in it's rough form and it is amazing to think that it would have eventually become as beautiful as the first tower. It is surrounded by the ancient Muslim cemetery and grounds.

I thought this was the cutest little baby. She reminded me of my own little ones and it makes me homesick when I look at her picture.

Another sleeping Indian.

This fellow washes cars for people all day long. We see him on our street a lot. He's our friend now, although he can't speak a work of English. I took this picture of him and got it developed. I'm going to give it to him when I see him. I know he is going to be so excited.

Take a close look at the way this man is painting the building. He is holding the bucket with his knees and he is barefooted. The ropes to the swing he is sitting on is tied to a ladder and his friend is holding the ladder. It just seems so strange and tricky to do it this way.

Fred wrote about Karim's restaurant in his E-mail and gave a great description of it. He took a few pictures. Notice the Gent's restroom. It was a basic telephone booth shape with a glass door. There was a glazed piece of glass which gave some privacy to the patrons using the facility but that was the only thing left to the imagination. Fred tried it out. You can see his reflection while he was taking a picture of it.

Monkeys were running on the wires over our heads while we were riding in a bicycle rickshaw on our way to eat at a renowned restaurant in old Delhi. Finally one stopped to eat a potato chip and I got a picture. They say that sometimes it makes the monkeys mad when you take pictures of them and they will jump on you and try to eat your face off. I forgot about that but got really scared after I took the picture and made eye contact with the little demon. He was more worried about his potato chip than my face so didn't try to jump on me.
The next picture is of a shrine to the monkey God.

If a tree is very old it becomes a sacred thing and people decorate it and leaves flowers and various and sundry other items around the base of it and in the branches. This tree is the most highly decorated one that I've see so far.

Last Week we went on a fun primary outing. Sister Mony insisted that Fred and I go. Although he wasn't feeling well, he toughed it out and ended up having a great time. We went to a place called deer park. We later learned that this is the favorite place for courting couples to go walking. Anyway we had to go in several different taxi vans. Fred and I road in the back seat of our taxi with two little girls and two older ten year old girls shared the passenger seat in the front. They don't use seat belts here and people just pile in as many as possible into vehicles. It was no different for a church primary outing. The first thing we saw was a huge beehive up in a tree overhead. Next there were many tiny deer with huge horns and we also saw a mongoose. The branch president told Fred afterwards that where there are mongooses, there are also snakes. There was an ancient castle, and the graveyard of the family who had lived there, and other beautiful ruins unprotected and out in the open. There was sign that said that it was built in the early 1400's. We had a picnic that reminded us of home with McDonald french fries and chicken burgers. The burgers were really spicey and we couldn't eat ours, but the little children downed theirs slicker that anything. There wasn't much left for the hungry wild dogs who were licking their chops and waiting to move in on all of the leftovers. The crows were hungrily looking on also. After we finished our hike out of the park we all were treated to icecream cones. We road home in auto rickshaws. Parents in the U.S. would scream to think their children were out in that kind of danger. Riding with a couple of old strangers in a rickety rickshaw in the middle of the worst traffic in the world. It was crazy but so fun. We whistled and sang all the way home.