After Diwali this week Harvey and some of his mates had another 2 days off school, so our best friends, Kristy & her 4 boys came with us on adventures into Delhi both days. Day 1 we went to Qutub minar. I had taken Harvey there shortly after we came to India but he didn’t remember any of it so it was great value for money seeing him enjoy it all over again…
They explored every bit of the place…..
And seem to be learning that there is no personal space here. They were climbing up all around where this man was sitting and no one cared….
Unfortunately it was quite crowded (I guess lots of people took the whole week off) and we were the only white people around so we were CONSTANTLY being asked for photos with random strangers. Here’s Kristy being swamped by people wanting a photo of her blond, blue eyed 10 month old….
We sat down in what we thought was a quiet area on the grass to have a snack and it was just classic watching groups of people slowly creep over and move closer and closer & then whip out their cell phones, take a snap and disappear. These guys each took a million photos…
And finally this group on the other side (we were slowly being surrounded) closed in and just stared….
Yesterday we went to the railway museum. I’d also taken Harvey there when we first arrived but he didn’t remember it and was so excited that he could actually climb all over all the trains there….
On the way in there were 2 army guys who were checking that we had tickets. I showed him H’s & mine but Kristy had run through after 1 of her boys so the soldiers were telling me to bring her back which I chose to ignore. I figured it would do them good to get off their seats and do something physical. Anyway they let her go. On the way out I heard them calling to her and saying something which I guessed was to do with her not presenting her tickets but in fact what one of them was saying was (get this) “madam you must wash your sons’ hands. They are all very dirty.” She thanked them for their concern, went out the gate and then vented about how frustrating it is that everyone loves to share their opinions on her parenting skills with her.