We got up this morning to a wet Delhi—the first time in our 4 ½ months here. We have felt a sprinkle or two a couple of times, and walking in a fog of 100% humidity isn’t a totally dry experience, but today was the first time the ground was wet—everywhere. So it must have rained. I know, in a few months during the rainy season I will laugh at myself for being excited when it finally rained. And I’ll be wishing it would stop raining. But for today, I’m excited.
Yesterday we visited a couple of families in Dwarka and took a few street scenes to share with you in the process. We were standing at a corner waiting for a member to come guide us to their home and I looked to my left and saw a typical side street.
Today, while waiting for a pair of missionaries outside a Metro Station, I did the same thing—took a couple of street scenes.
Also, as we went to our next visit, traveling in the Metro on an elevated section, I glanced out the window and saw this beautiful building. (Sorry for the window glare.)
Last Monday, on P-day, Elder and I went to Hauz Khas, built around 1300.
I have a love of foot bridges so was delighted to find a couple of them in the complex.
One of the families we visited lately gave me a cooking lesson! Fun!