They doth protest too much...

Jantar Mantar! The images you see here are of Delhi's only government-approved protest site. You want to yell and scream? Well, get a permit and head to Jantar Mantar! It's also a very M.C. Escher-esque location...multiple terracotta structures erected to assist a once-living Maharaja to map the movement of stars and other planetary bodies. The site is really quite impressive.
You might be thinking "It looks more like a public park or a place one might take a picnic than a protest site," and we thought the same thing. We then thought, why can't it be both? You're tired of screaming about Western capitalism or Indian incompetency or the Chinese stronghold in Tibet...time for a break, maybe a tuna salad sandwich and some Tang, and then, once refreshed, you get right back to it...your screams
of protest that much louder, your clever rhyming
chants rhyme even better than before. Who knows, perhaps the world takes notice and thinks to itself "Wow, they really seem worked up, even energized, impassioned...they must really care, and I bet they had a nice lunch!" Olivia and Eli even had a run at it, chanting "Hell No, We Won't Go...To Bed" over and over again (they finally did). They also started in with "We're Here, We're Queer, Get Over It!" That one didn't last too long...I think they even realized how little sense it made...right now at least. We rounded out Saturday with dinner at Cafe Turtle (think Kramer Books & Afterwords in Dupont Circle...only Indian).
On Sunday, after church, we walked Hauz Khas village, dubbed the Greenwich of Delhi. Art galleries, boutique clothiers, antique stores...and, at its center, 700-year old ruins and tombs. Packs of stray puppies roamed the streets, telephone wire hung low, and most buildings looked as though they were on their way up or down. Not quite Greenwich, but there seemed a few diamonds in the rough (Cotton Curio, we're looking in your direction). Then it was off to Khan Market yet again for a late lunch at The Kitchen. The food was great, and the kids were the pits. I think we would have preferred it the other way around.


Delhi....OUT!!