Saturday, Nov. 29

The idea of leaving this beach paradise is rough, I must say. What a lovely place to relax.

An Indian wedding party rolled in yesterday; these folks know how to celebrate. They had a big shindig last night, a beach party today and a rocking party is in full force right now. The men all showed up at breakfast in loud Hawaiian shirts, and the Indian contingent was wave-hopping in saris this morning. Swimsuits, I've decided, are more convenient for ocean immersion.

Regarding flying tomorrow, I'm terribly thrilled. Post Mumbai, I'm sure it will be more of a zoo, plus security on the way here was wicked. While we didn't have to lose our shoes, we did have to shlep belongings onto a belt, same as in the USA, but these women become like those older ladies who were dying to have Mass w/ the pope when I was in college -- they used umbrellas as weapons to get to the front of the line.

I digress. Traversing security in the Delhi airport, the kids and I lined up patiently, only to find these Indian women shoving us aside, hurling their purses/carry ons onto the belt in front of our things and blatantly thrusting themselves to the front of the line. Astounded as I was, I stepped up to the plate when they tried to plow over the kids, told one woman NO rather rudely and held my ground. Good LORD; we all needed to get through the line!!!

On that note, I'll sign off -- hope all enjoyed the Thanksgiving weekend!