As I strolled the streets of Shimla today I was admired by many as I was dressed in a traditional Punjabi outfit. It was bright red and bright gold so it's not as if I blended into the crowd. On arriving to the weeding we were told that it was merely a reception. So we chatted briefly with Tina, the girl from school whose cousin's wedding it was, ate some of the delicious food. The dahl was suprisingly oily compared to what I am used to by now. We talked to the bride for a little while and then went on our merry way. Apparently the ceremony is in the first week of November and is quite a number of kilometers away, so today was a celebration for the local Shimlans to celebrate with the lucky couple. It was still a great reason to get dressed up and now I have the outfit for other celebrations that are taking place this week.
I didn't do much on Saturday but rest as I'm still get used to being here and town was very crowded leading up to the festical this week. I didn't really feel like dodging the crowds.
However friday night was a blast! Those Shimlans really know how to get down! I went to the local night club which is just at the bottom of the steps to the hostel I'm staying at. I had a great dance and got loose with the locals. Very fun! I still can't believe how universal some things are.
It is not anyone who can wear a sari. Some things, however, are universal.
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