Budget: 3500R/$70; Spent: 2070R/$42
We woke up at about 9am and went to eat breakfast at Mintoo’s aunt and uncle’s house. We ate again the yummy aloo paranthas, but no yogurt this time.
After this, we went shopping in a nearby market. I needed to buy a dress shirt, dress shoes, and a belt; Patty wanted to buy a lengha, which is a type of Indian getup which is basically a full length skirt that comes with a a matching choli (top) and scarf.
We went to market, I bought everything at reasonable prices, nothing great but good enough. Patty didn’t find a lengha, but she did buy a pair of really nice Indian flat shoes for $7. We shopped all afternoon. Mintoo bought a suit for the wedding. We lost Mintoo and his dad for a few minutes since at one point we went our seperate ways looking for different things. It was then that we bumped into Mintoo's cousin Popely and her husband and kids. She quickly called us over and asked where Mintoo was and if we were okay. She then dragged Patty away and ended up buying her a necklace and earrings and helped her buy fake nails and lipstick for that night. She was incredibly kind with Patty since the first day she always looked out for Patty. She made sure to include Patty in everything and she showed Patty how to dance Indian style and then today she bought her a gift. Patty was very touched.
We hadn't eaten lunch but those paranthas are surprisingly filling so we weren't all that hungry. We came back closer to the house and I got a shave and haircut for 70 rupees. Patty then asked the guy to do her hair for the wedding, but in minutes it became obvious that he had never done a woman’s hair in his life. He was pulling her hair when brushing it, trying a several times to come up with a way to do her hair. In the end the final product was a disaster. It was like a lop sided bun with half of it sticking up. Patty kind of looked annoyed and laughed at him for saying that he could do her hair in the first place. He looked a bit embarassed so Patty thanked him anyways but we left promptly after that. I guess he tried his best.
We went back to the house to dress up for the reception. I put on my new dress pants, shirt, shoes and belt and looked like a new man. Mrs. Kamboz offered to lend Patty her sari so the plan was for her to get ready with Mrs. Kamboz where she was staying. We left at around 7:30pm and arrived at Mintoo's aunt's house where his parents were staying. Patty went upstairs to put on the sari with Mrs. Kamboz' help. Mrs. Kamboz also lent her bangles and gave her a bindi to wear. A bindi is like a sticker the women where on the middle of their foreheads. At the house we saw the bride and groom, and we congratulated them and soon thereafter left for reception.
We arrived at reception around 9:30pm. The reception was typical North American style, with appetizers, main meal, and drinks; there was no sit down component, however, other than for the bride and groom and immediate family. It was a good experience, although Patty still wasn’t feeling all that great and Jeff wasn’t feeling very good either, so sadly there was not much dancing done. We did have some alcoholic beverages in Mala's car which were provided by two generous donors/parents. There is no drinking done inside the reception but it is common for guys to sneak outside and drink in their cars. We thought we were so naughty for doing it, but then we looked to our right and saw three grown men doing the exact same thing trying to be all sneaky about it. It's pretty funny. Women of course don't do this, so Patty was quite the exception that night.
It was fun to people watch, everyone was dressed up so nicely! Indian fashion is defnitely very unique and quite beautiful. We even got a picture with the bride and groom. Patty got pictures with Mintoo's aunts and cousins whom she got along with so well. Here are the bride and groom getting fed cake:
After the reception we just went back home. We had some of Mintoo’s family escort us to our door because of how many dogs there were on the street. At night the dogs own the streets and you can hear them barking and howling most of the night. They mind their own business all day, but come night time it's party time for the dogs.
Good night,
P.s. Happy birthday Rica!! Love, Patty and Jeff
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