<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:04:43.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris and Kate's India Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-732738172259738065</id><published>2009-01-12T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T02:22:01.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindus, Heathrow, and Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Despite all the adventuring, Chris and Kate are quite happy to be coming home. India was a wonderful experience but we hear the siren song of Washington calling to us from across the Atlantic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ended our stay in Varanasi buying up the last few presents, walking along the ghats, and doing our best to get over our colds. (Who goes to India and gets a cold? We do.) We took an overnight train to Delhi and actually got a decent amount of sleep. There was an incident with some Russians, but that was between them and our Australian companion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We spent our last day in Delhi and took in the Red Fort and the India Gate. We encountered one of the trickiest scoundrels/rickshaw drivers who tried to guilt us into visiting his friend's store. He told us that if we went there the store owner would give the driver's daughter a present? "Doesn't madam want my daughter to get a present?" No. Madam wants to go home and take a shower.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got off the rickshaw and took the Indian subway. It was surprisingly clean and efficient. (Remind us to tell you about the Varanasi restaurant disaster of 2009 at a later point.) The train was about as crowded as you would imagine, and they use plastic tokens that you might find in a board game to get in and out of the trains. (Kate REALLY wanted to buy an extra one to take home.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the evening we were supposed to see the "Dances of India" show with our Danish friends. We got there and... no show! We are still not sure if we were in the right place. We did not trust our rickshaw driver. Instead of giving him the satisfaction of driving us back home, we took another rickshaw to the downtown center of Delhi and ate at a nice restaurant. (It cost about $20 total for our meals, including beer and dessert. For India, that is the equivalent of a semester at NYU. I think.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But now we are in London waiting to board our flight home. We are worried we may have to read the books we brought along because we have exhausted the movie selections Virgin Atlantic has to offer. Well, you can never watch "Mamma Mia!" too many times, according to Kate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We should end by just saying what an important experience this was for both of us. It has been a dream of Chris's to travel to India, and it took a lot of courage for Kate to travel this far. We don't even think we have realized the full reward of taking this journey yet. Meeting the people and sharing their world will stay with us for the rest of our lives. Our home, our health, and our friends and family are blessings and riches. Thank you for sharing our world and for taking this journey with us. We look forward to seeing you soon and bringing a little more of India your way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Much love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kate and Chris&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-732738172259738065?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/732738172259738065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/hindus-heathrow-and-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/732738172259738065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/732738172259738065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/hindus-heathrow-and-home.html' title='Hindus, Heathrow, and Home'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-3303898722752088668</id><published>2009-01-08T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:25:18.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Dalai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SWbttcGJ4QI/AAAAAAAAABU/7uEp90Ia59k/s1600-h/IMG_0951[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289176177285128450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SWbttcGJ4QI/AAAAAAAAABU/7uEp90Ia59k/s200/IMG_0951%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right, folks. The Dalai Lama is in town and yesterday we saw him. After visiting Sarnath, the birthplace of Buddhism, we stopped off at the Tibetan Research Institute to see if we could catch a glimpse of his holiness. Turns out for only 60 rupees and copies of our passports we could sit in on his sermon! Unfortunately, no cameras allowed so you'll just have to take our word for it. We have the I.D. badges so we can always remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night we went on a boat ride down the Ganges to participate in a flower ceremony and take in the many Ghats. We saw cremations and several puja ceremonies (daily Hindu religious rites). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Kate really wants to talk about is her newest boyfriend: Aamir Khan. The movie was a rip off of "Memento" where a man suffers from short term memory loss and is hunting for the killer of his true love. Throw in a couple of songs and dances and you've got yourself a Bollywood Blockbuster. For some reason (jealousy?), Chris thinks Aamir is not a very good actor. Kate knows better. Rent the classic "Lagaan" and you be the judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are getting ready to say goodbye to Varanasi. It has been interesting to stay in one place for so long. There have been many ups and downs. Today we will walk along the ghats, do a little more shopping and have a big dinner before getting on our overnight train. We hear tell of an oil strike causing flight cancellations. Will we have an extended stay in India? Stay tuned... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-3303898722752088668?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/3303898722752088668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-dalai.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/3303898722752088668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/3303898722752088668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-dalai.html' title='Hello Dalai!'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SWbttcGJ4QI/AAAAAAAAABU/7uEp90Ia59k/s72-c/IMG_0951%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-7788755709784135140</id><published>2009-01-07T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T04:09:19.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Varanasi: Fast and Furious</title><content type='html'>We are in the underbelly of Varanasi, unsure how we will manage to resurface. If we do, we will head to the movie theatre to see a Bollywood movie. It stars Aamir Khan, the "Tom Cruise" of India. (With less crazy.) Other highlights of the day include taking a bicycle rickshaw, buying more clothes for Kate (Chris tries not to wince), and and visiting the Ganges. We are told there are dolphins in the Ganges. Freshwater dolphins. We'll believe it when we see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run! Bollywood calls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-7788755709784135140?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/7788755709784135140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/varanasi-fast-and-furious.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/7788755709784135140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/7788755709784135140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/varanasi-fast-and-furious.html' title='Varanasi: Fast and Furious'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-2775878444755734776</id><published>2009-01-06T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:01:56.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate asks, "When do we get to Chitrakoot?"</title><content type='html'>Hello, movie stars! We say that because it turns out all Americans are movie stars. At least that is how we are treated. After Khajuraho we headed to Chitrakoot. Well, that is what Kate has been told. Unfortunately, Kate took some dramamine and ended up sleeping the WHOLE DAY. So now Chris will report on Chitrakoot. Take it away, Chris:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Kate.  We are told that Chitrakoot is a "mini-Varanasi," but not having been to Varanasi yet, I can't say for sure.  Chitrakoot is famous for being the spot that Rama and Sita spent 11 of their 14 years in exile.  We'll tell you the whole story later.  Preview:  It involves a monkey-king.  Appropriately enough, Chitrakoot is full of monkeys.  It has a quaint bazaar where monkeys seem to annoy merchants to no end.  The town also has a series of "ghats," or steps down to the river for bathing, washing clothes and religious ceremonies.  We will see much more of this in Varanasi, which is the holiest city in Hinduism.  Anyway, in Chitrakoot, I took a boat ride down the river and strolled along the bazaar.  Kate joined me for dinner.  Back to you, Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Chris. Now we are in Allahabad (pronounced Allabad) and are living the good life. We went to Nehru's house and were stopped by several students who wanted to practice their English on us. One young man told Chris that he wants to marry a girl like Kate. Aw shucks. Then we went to the spot where the Yamuna, Ganges and Saraswati rivers meet. This is considered a very holy place and people take boats to where the rivers meet. We observed several religious ceremonies but could not find out exactly what they signified. Then a young man took pictures of us and two more groups of students stopped us for conversations and pictures. (Alas, no more compliments about Kate.) Tonight we may go crazy and go to McDonald's or an Italian restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no USB port so we cannot show you how nice our hotel is. We regret not taking a picture of every hotel. Last night we stayed in a freezing hotel that did not have toilet paper. Now we are staying in a hotel that is nicer than any place we could afford in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: Varanasi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-2775878444755734776?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/2775878444755734776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/kate-asks-when-do-we-get-to-chitrakoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/2775878444755734776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/2775878444755734776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/kate-asks-when-do-we-get-to-chitrakoot.html' title='Kate asks, &quot;When do we get to Chitrakoot?&quot;'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-4287267992764199091</id><published>2009-01-03T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T05:03:39.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>India: They invented love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SV9iDw_5u5I/AAAAAAAAABM/J9UgxLVkgp4/s1600-h/IMG_0844[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287052304388307858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SV9iDw_5u5I/AAAAAAAAABM/J9UgxLVkgp4/s200/IMG_0844%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are in lovely Khajuraho. It is most famous for the 1,000 year old temples. The carvings include many beautiful gods, animals, and depictions of the kama sutra! Chris's knee is not doing too well so we opted to rest after the temples rather than take in a light and music show. We are going to take a painting class with a local artist who had us over for lunch this afternoon. He calls his little daughter "gudyeh" which means babydoll. Has Kate discovered Chris's newest nickname?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is the big TIGER SAFARI! Kate is hoping to catch a tiger for her dad who is an LSU alum. Geaux Tigers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing: Never pay more than 20 rupees for chai masala. Trust us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-4287267992764199091?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/4287267992764199091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/india-they-invented-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/4287267992764199091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/4287267992764199091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/india-they-invented-love.html' title='India: They invented love'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SV9iDw_5u5I/AAAAAAAAABM/J9UgxLVkgp4/s72-c/IMG_0844%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-7486587595215701854</id><published>2009-01-02T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:41:41.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No USB port for me = No pictures for you</title><content type='html'>No pictures today unfortunately. I (Kate) only have a few minutes so try to make sense of the typos. We are still in Orchha. We took a cooking class today at a local's home. Her name is Vandara and she was very patient when I tried to make chapatis. We visited a castle in the morning and sqaw the six rooms of the king's concubines. (One for each day of the week and one day for rest.) The king made a secret passageway to each of their rooms so the queen wouldn't know what was going on. I can't imagine any wife would not know her husband was keeping concubines in the house. I imagine she didn't mind because she had a few secret passages of her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other interesting story is that yesterday I bought a charm for a friend. We showed the charm to Vandara and she shook her head. "No! Not for you!" It turns out this particular charm should only be worn by Hindus. If my friend had worn this charm and met a Hindu, it might have offended that person. We went back to the silver merchant and traded for a new charm (one that was recommended by Vandara.) I hope the gods will forgive us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-7486587595215701854?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/7486587595215701854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-usb-port-for-me-no-pictures-for-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/7486587595215701854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/7486587595215701854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-usb-port-for-me-no-pictures-for-you.html' title='No USB port for me = No pictures for you'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-5556471742278216301</id><published>2009-01-01T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:36:24.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Taj</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVyyzKfj2xI/AAAAAAAAABE/oqas-djhtJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0501[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286296654685920018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVyyzKfj2xI/AAAAAAAAABE/oqas-djhtJ0/s200/IMG_0501%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look! We went to that place where people go! It was especially exciting to see the Taj from the Red Fort with mist surrounding it. I know what you all are thinking. "That's great Kate, but what we want to know is are you sick yet?" No, Chris and I are well... so far. Unfortunately all of our traveling companions have been hit with digestive troubles, so we know our days (hours?) are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are going to tell you about the most charming town on the planet. Chanderi is a tiny village of 40,000 people (that is small by Indian standards of course.) Very few tourists ever go there. As a result, the tourists who do go there are ROCK STARS. Children follow you everywhere and want to shake your hand. Chanderi is famous for the fabric that is made there so of course we did some shopping. The highlight of Chanderi is Kalle Bhai. He was our tour guide and is quite the man about town. He is a Renaissance man in the truest sense of the word. He taught himself how to speak English and knows seven languages. He showed us the cave paintings he discovered, took us to a Jain temple, a mosque, and a fort on a lake. His wife made our dinner and lunch and it was the best Indian food we have ever had. We got to visit Kalle Bhai's house and meet his family. While we were there his fourteen year old daughter gave Kate a henna tattoo. When we got back to the hotel there was a troupe of musicians and a dancer to help us celebrate New Year's eve. The dancer got both of us to try some new dance moves. It turns out there is a reason why we are in theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are in Orchha. This is a holy city and since it is New Year's it is crowded even by Indian standards. Our tour guide gave up trying to show us the town. We stopped by the tailor's to have some clothes made and he recognized that our cloth was made in Chanderi. Then we bought some MORE gifts and began the quest for internet. Many places were without power (we learned there is a power cut every day from 1:00 to 6:00). Fortunately we found a place with its own generator so that we could contact our favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (Kate) just need to add that if you are going to travel anywhere, make sure you bring Chris along. He learned some Hindi before we came here. Even though his proficiency is limited, everyone loves him for trying to communicate with them. Tour guides, bellhops, everyone. When we went to Italy, he learned Italian. If you are looking for an interpreter for a good price, contact me and we'll negotiate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-5556471742278216301?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/5556471742278216301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/taj.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/5556471742278216301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/5556471742278216301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2009/01/taj.html' title='The Taj'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVyyzKfj2xI/AAAAAAAAABE/oqas-djhtJ0/s72-c/IMG_0501%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-1864810118614021963</id><published>2008-12-29T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T08:32:29.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honk if you love India!</title><content type='html'>Well, we've arrived safely and are writing from an internet cafe attached to our hotel in Agra.  Did you know that lane divides on the streets are purely decorative here? And honking is mandatory ALL THE TIME.  Once we got to our hotel in Delhi we walked up and down the block. We have learned not to pause EVER because the second you do you are accosted by merchants and beggars. Today we took what was supposed to be a three hour train ride but it was about five hours due to dense fog. We still managed to squeeze in both the Taj Mahal and the Red Fort. (Or Agra Fort depending on which Davenport you ask.) Then it was time for the "big sell." We were shown how Indian rugs are made and then WE WERE NOT PRESSURED TO BUY ONE. I really can't stress that enough.  Now we are going to bed so we can be up early for a train ride/bus ride/car ride (things are never for certain here) to Chanderi. Hopefully we will have time there to write a more substantial posting!  Despite the complications, we're having a great time.  India's all about going with the flow.  More to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-1864810118614021963?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/1864810118614021963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2008/12/honk-if-you-love-india.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/1864810118614021963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/1864810118614021963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2008/12/honk-if-you-love-india.html' title='Honk if you love India!'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-6734150664387043505</id><published>2008-12-27T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T06:05:09.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look to the Left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVY2BpXTz7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JmSqd8SQ00I/s1600-h/IMG_0436%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVY2BpXTz7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JmSqd8SQ00I/s200/IMG_0436%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284470614677245874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVY2BTJH2DI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GcessG2-GkM/s1600-h/IMG_0435%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVY2BTJH2DI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GcessG2-GkM/s200/IMG_0435%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284470608712161330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that people in England don't know how to drive? They drive backwards AND upside down. Fortunately, Chris and Kate do know how to cross the street, so we had a minimum of near-death experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't much sleeping on our flight here, but that didn't matter because Virgin is the only way to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have done so far: Big Ben, standing in line for Westminster Abbey which was so much fun we didn't want to spoil it by actually going inside, National Portrait Gallery (seeing portraits of Paul McCartney and William what's his face, Shaksper?), National Gallery where we ran into Chris's good friend, playwright Ken Ludwig. Ken was also on the same flight crossing the Atlantic. We believe he is here for the opening of his "Treasure Island." Chris saw its premiere at Round House and was so overwhelmed he had to leave at intermission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, what play did Chris and Kate decide to see in the West End? Twelfth Night with Derek Jacobi won out, probably because we happened upon the theatre by accident while searching for breakfast. (Did you know British bagels are made with diamond dust? They must be because they cost about $5.00 each!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the play we are going to see a movie because we need to stay warm! Then it's dinner and a 10:00 flight to Bangkok! Sorry, I mean India!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-6734150664387043505?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/6734150664387043505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2008/12/look-to-left.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/6734150664387043505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/6734150664387043505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2008/12/look-to-left.html' title='Look to the Left!'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVY2BpXTz7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JmSqd8SQ00I/s72-c/IMG_0436%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-9212846520222632940</id><published>2008-12-26T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:59:58.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parting: Packing, Pills, and Pussycat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVULlu_wPYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1gFscO4DrUc/s1600-h/IMG_0426[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142480687644034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVULlu_wPYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1gFscO4DrUc/s200/IMG_0426%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVULlc5dI5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZippGFcrvKY/s1600-h/IMG_0425[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142475829388178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVULlc5dI5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZippGFcrvKY/s200/IMG_0425%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVULk8VRoyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_sEhpwmMmlg/s1600-h/IMG_0424[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284142467087704866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVULk8VRoyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_sEhpwmMmlg/s200/IMG_0424%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here we go.  Kate took her first malaria pill, we're all packed, and we've said our goodbyes to Nim the beloved cat.  Chris's pills will make him insane (it's one of the side-effects), so he's waiting until India to start taking them.  We're flying to London this evening.  We'll spend the day there tomorrow sightseeing and possibly taking in a show.  We're currently debating between Twelfth Night with Derek Jacobi (Kate's hero and one of Chris's favorite actors) and a two-man Harry Potter septology.  More to come.  Namaste for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-9212846520222632940?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/9212846520222632940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2008/12/parting-packing-pills-and-pussycat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/9212846520222632940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/9212846520222632940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2008/12/parting-packing-pills-and-pussycat.html' title='Parting: Packing, Pills, and Pussycat'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVULlu_wPYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1gFscO4DrUc/s72-c/IMG_0426%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330320666499077706.post-8680661248521239875</id><published>2008-12-25T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:10:48.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Departure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVP2ypN-MUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Y8Xj7XLzRpU/s1600-h/taj_mahal_01_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVP2ypN-MUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Y8Xj7XLzRpU/s320/taj_mahal_01_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283838137754071362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kate and I are leaving tomorrow!  Stay tuned for updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330320666499077706-8680661248521239875?l=ckindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/feeds/8680661248521239875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2008/12/pre-departure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/8680661248521239875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330320666499077706/posts/default/8680661248521239875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckindia.blogspot.com/2008/12/pre-departure.html' title='Pre-Departure'/><author><name>Chris and Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03739790761087882817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luszm_sgA0Q/SVP2ypN-MUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Y8Xj7XLzRpU/s72-c/taj_mahal_01_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
