Third time in India, first time invited over to someone's house. The Ramnath's are lovely (mom's a really good cook), and their son Mohan is one of our TAs. Great kid. They live only a few kilometers from our hotel, but our driver got lost anyway.So after a huge plate of pakoda, some kind of extra spicy Indian chili (Dinty Moore could put this in a can, but it wouldn't be nearly as good), butterscotch ice cream and a bowl of sambal (weird order, I know), we got to see the wedding album. Mohan's oldest sister just got hitched, there were several hundred guests, and the wedding lasted five days (very traditional). In other words, plenty of time to digest.
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