Wrong Thing at the Wrong Place

Today has been a bit uneventful...so I thought I would back track and tell you a little event from Hyderabad.

Our personal drivers/tour guides who did not speak English were taking us around to see the sights of Hyderabad. We stopped at this garden. On our way in we were asked to take off our shoes. So, off the shoes went and to the burning hot pavement our feet went. We stood there for a few seconds and then all of the sudden it was like flaming ash on our feet. We started hopping around like monkeys on crack...sprinting for the grass. All of the Indians once again were laughing at us. We walked around a little and came to this large beautiful marble stone under this beautiful marble arch. We sat down to rest and began to show our drivers/tour guides pictures in our camera. Well, the next thing we knew was that we had a large 30 some audience. Next they wanted us to take a picture of them...I said sure get close together so I can take a picture. Unfortunately, I couldn't get them all in the picture so brilliant me quickly stood up on the marble stone to get them all in....next thing I knew we were getting yelled at in Hindi and all 30 of us were forced to leave the area of the marble monument. Later I found out that it was a large monument over someones grave...I quess I should have know something sacred was in the garden if we were required to take off our shoes. So, to take a picture I stepped on someones grave...great Brook...why don't you just disrespect a culture. Oh well, I guess that sort of thing is unavoidable. I still got their picture...and I now have a story.

This afternoon we are going to take a cab tour of Delhi...hopefully, they will speak English and I will not get in as much trouble. Tomorrow we will actually take the 11 hour bus ride...can you tell I am looking forward to the trip.