Day 13: Bangalore

Today was the day of the wedding. I woke up with a 102 degree fever, but I was fine by the time we got there. I still have a cold. The wedding was very traditional, and there were blessings, and we ate off of banana leaves for lunch. My mom and aunt and Sue and Ann all dressed in sarees, and me, my cousin, and my uncle dressed in kurtas. Mine was green and bronze. There were many Americans at the wedding because the groom was from Montana. There was a band playing traditional Indian instruments. There were many pujas, such as washing feet and the groom refusing to marry. They got married, and I, along with the rest of my family, went and blessed them by throwing rice coated with turmeric. There were birds made out of peppers and leaves. On the way out, we saw a monkey eating a tamarind.