"I Didn't MEAN To Hit You Officer..."
Trip Start Apr 10, 2007
11Trip End Apr 21, 2007
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We were taken to a jeweler, who's shop was located in a quiet section slightly outside of the main bazaar area. After settling into our seats, we were able to browse custom, handmade pieces at a leisurely pace, without the heavy sales pitches to which we'd become accustomed. Needless to say, it didn't take a lot of pitching for us to fill our bags with booty. As we left, our wallets considerably lighter, we headed out of the bazaar and back to the waiting car. Little did we know the scene that would unfold before us in just a short time.
While driving out of South Delhi, we were forced to pull over by the Delhi Police. The officers proceeded to yell at and scold Girdesh, Jaramogi's driver, about the tints on the windows. Jaramogi then intervened, stating that he was the owner of the car and that any complaints be directed to him. The issue at hand was the color of tint on his windows, which were grey. A recently passed ordinance prohibited black tints on all vehicles, except government ones. As the debate raged on, we found ourselves surrounded by random Delhi-ites both staring into the car and joining the discussion! It was completely chaotic. Well, after Jaramogi finally pointed out to them (on their own rule sheets, by the way) that the language clearly states BLACK not grey, we were on our way... or so we thought. Not 1 minute later, we were pulled over AGAIN for the same thing. Only this time, Girdesh almost hit the cop trying to pull us over! The same debate ensued (but for a shorter period of time) and we were off... really this time.
Our next stop was the tailor, where we all had some garments made. Here, we ran into a few of Jaramogi's friends and got some good advice on places to visit while in town. Mai had two suits made and Mark a pair of linen pants and a linen shirt. I had a nice linen blazer made for myself. Having clothes custom made is surprisingly affordable in India. Folllowing this, we went to Evergreen, a local sweethouse, for ice cream and cakes... a pleasant ending to a hectic day.