The real India?
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December 12th, 2005 – by: Aaronmsl
Anyway, our one cause for being in Goa was Nalini and John's weddings - an Indian version, and a Catholic version. We were staying at a slightly run-down resort, but since it was hosting the Indian wedding it was a perfect location. A bit out of the way - there wasn't really much in walking distance except the ocean but to be honest that was enough.
We just unwound for a couple of days, soaking up some sun and doing basically nothing. This wasn't our standard trip, and we felt a little odd and at a loose end occasionally, but mostly we enjoyed being somewhere were there was just no pressure to go anywhere, or do anything. The attraction was all around us, and we didn't need to go anywhere to enjoy it.
The day of wedding was unsurprisingly clear and hot. Festivities kicked off late morning with a family gathering of the brides family and friends.
Unusually in the western tradition, it was the grooms entrance to the wedding that was most spectacular as he arrived on a fully decorated and painted elephant. Indian weddings involve a lot of flowers, and apparently go on, when done properly, for some time. The idea is that the guests mingle around while the ceremony goes on, sitting and watching the whole thing is not the done thing.
However, the meal, featuring traditional Kashmiri food - the bride's father is from Kashmir, so despite being in Goa, we were eating Kashmiri - was brilliant, and there was some traditional Goan dancing, fire swallowing and the like.
Day two of the wedding was as clear and warm as the first, again not really surprising anyone. It was to be a sunset wedding, facing out over the beach as the sun set on the horizon.
The second wedding, like the first, went off without a hitch, and as the sun sunk below the horizon, they were completely married. Pretty special stuff.
Sadly, that was about it for the holiday part of the trip. Ness got a bit of the old Delhi belly the next day and spent the day lying around feeling pretty miserable. The day after we were off back to Mumbai, for about a day before flying out to London. Ness, though still feeling pretty awful, managed to drag herself out to a nearby spice farm which was really interesting. We learnt quite a bit of useful Indian home remedies (did you know, for example, that a couple of freshly crushed black peppercorns in hot water can help settle your stomach?) but had to run off to get back to the airport on time. We made it, just, and flew off back to Mumbai.
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