A Winter in India

Our good friends Ray and Connie Bedette have safely arrived. Their plane was delayed about an hour, as were three other international flights, while some V.I.P. arrived (we don't know who, but we presume it was someone coming for tomorrow's Republic Day celebrations). This is pretty typical here: 1200 people (if there were 300 per international flight) were inconvenienced for some V.I.P.'s movement. I estimate 150 huge pieces of luggage came up the ramp where we "locals" meet the incoming passengers. These were pushed by porters, not accompanied by passengers, so we assume the V.I.P.s went out by another route.

Today we all went up to Old Delhi, a chaotic, loud, dusty, crowded way to introduce guests to India. The photo is the mosque, the Jama Masjid, with a big banner that says The Indian Muslims welcome the King of Saudi Arabia. We wonder if it was the Saudi Arabian King and his entourage who held things up last night.

We have tickets to the Republic Day parade tomorrow so maybe we will see the King there.