And just so that you don't think that my entire trip to India was either a hot sweaty trek across the subcontinent or a series of reflective meditations at various religious temples, here's a shot of a very nice afternoon I spent in the Ramada Hotel in Delhi. It was after my morning of sight-seeing with Mr. Rakesh. We weren't leaving for a few hours so I plopped down in a nice, comfy chair in the air-conditioned lobgy and spent the afternoon reading the paper, drinking a cafe latte, and eating a truly decadent chocolate dessert. I was not overly impressed with the Ramada itself - the hotel itself is very nice, with a great pool and workout facility - but things at the front desk were utterly chaotic and confused from the moment we checked in until the time we left. Normally I have a high tolerance for chaos, but it you're paying a lot for a hotel then you shouldn't have to deal with it. That said, it was a lovely place to spend the afternoon. It was also interesting that many of the Indians pronounced Ramada as Rama-da, as compared to Ra-mada - and, considering the importance of the hero Rama from the Ramayana this makes perfect sense.
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