OK, so I am so moving to India. Joel and I went to a DISCO!! Yes, really. OK, It was a WORK function that Joel really couldn’t say no to. He spent most of his time outside of the disco after enjoying a few Indian beers he headed to the hallway in the mall outside the club where it was only about 80 degrees to cool off. Joel has found that the lite Indian beer is to his liking. The disco literally was hotter than ANY place in India I have been yet; indoor or outdoor. The place was packed with Joel’s company people and I think maybe another. A small bar/disco and over 200 people. I don’t usually sweat so much it runs in my eyes, but I did that night. The disco had 2 small wall air units at opposite ends of the room. One as you walked in and the other near the dance floor. It was fun. Mostly American music with some Indian as well. A pretty good mix. But nasty grotty hot. I can NOT express this enough. And it stopped no one from dancing giving all they had to give. Daily I gain new respect for this culture and their physical feats. I danced a few songs with some random dude on the dance floor but took my favorite spot dancing by the entrance with the revolving air condition vent that swung my way every 30 seconds or so. It was a fun night.
OH, and then there were the bar fights. They all took place in the mall hallway outside the disco. I was out there for one of them when a person was denied entry because he wasn’t with the parties who rented out the disco, he insulted the bouncer and found himself on the floor being kicked by about 4 people. A few hours later he was up shaking hands with those that were kicking him. So, I guess that was good. Not sure what the other fights were about. Joel was a witness to them, not I. It makes it a bit strange when the fight is in Hindi, so you don’t know what REALLY happened unless you are lucky to have someone loosely translate for you as we were with fight #1. You don’t know if you should duck and cover or just stay out of the way and let the boys’ testosterone it out.
Joel is quite the celebrity here in India. He spent much of the night getting his picture taken by ramdom people who just ask for him to pose for a pic. At Lotus temple he wsa sitting on the steps and a family basically handed him their 2-3 year old kid who stood in front of him for a pic with the long haired, big white guy.
Men RARELY have long hair here except the rock stars and wrestlers.
Who knew! Go to India and become a celebrity. He’s been asked if he was a wrestler by some guy in one of the stores and his picture requested by a butcher to hang in his meat shop.
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