So Much Fabric, So Little Time....

I went, I saw, I goggled up a bunch of fabric.... it was a fabric frenzy that ended with not one piece of pink (my favorite color is pink). I know I set some pink aside, but it just didn't get cut. That's ok... I have plenty. After selecting the fabric, we travelled to a residential area to pick up our friend's cousin then off to another home to speak to the tailor. We found out that she wouldn't have time for any hand work - I was really confused at this point. I had thought that this tailor was our friend's tailor and that she had already spoken to her about what we were looking. I later found out that the original tailor's husband fell ill and therefore not able to help us out. The "fill-in" tailor brought out a basket of trimmings - laces, sequins, etc. as an alternative. The next 30 minutes or so, my friend and I pawed through the basket looking at each other thinking "what is going on?" Finally the tailor came over and started helping us by making some suggestions - "finally" I thought! As I had no idea what I was doing. I decided on a few that I thought didn't need any handwork and went under the measure. I wasn't as concerned about going under the measure as I thought as several other "jumbos" had collected at this gal's home. We hope back in the car and off to another shop we went. We landed in a strip mall of sorts. At the first tailor, they said no - they didn't have enough time to get what we needed done, however after some persuading, the second tailor was able to help. Well, kinda. He took the fabric I had, jotted down my measurements and said he'd do what he could. I'm not sure what that means, but we'll see what I get. I told the gal that lives here that if I'm not able to bring the goods home that it wasn't a big deal, there are folks that are coming back later than we are that might be able to help, otherwise, we could inter-office them back to the US. So now, we wait.

I was also able to certify another student which brings the total to four with just one more call left to do on the fifth. I just couldn't do that last call. While my student hadn't given out any wrong information, the speed of which he handled his calls made me want to yank him out of his chair and take the reigns. One call took 45 minutes - it should have taken about 10. At the end of the day, I was ready for a martini. We asked one of the managers to join us for a drink - before we knew it, he had declined our invitation and had asked none other than number five - the student I had been sitting with the entire afternoon certifying. Now, don't get me wrong, he's a darling guy - but he's absolutely the last person I wanted to unwind with. My pal and I looked at each other wondering what we should do as now number five had asked another guy on my team to join us. Oh goodness, now we are in a pickle. We decided to tell number five that we were just going to retire to the hotel and have a drink there - which we did. Unfortunately, once we got to the hotel, we learned that they only serve cocktail via room service after 1230 am. Being that it was now 330 am, we were limited. We decided to call room service and get those cocktails - we deserved them! I can't imagine that too many folks are ordering drinks at 330 am as we were passed around the hotel staff for someone to help us. They finally arrived. We toasted to another week's end and chatted about what we needed to accomplish as our number of "sleeps" can now be counted on one hand.

I keep forgetting to mention the status of my henna "tattoo". It's practically all gone at this point - my guess is that a little body scrub and it would all be gone. This is perfect as I'm going to get it done again before coming home - I just love it! Another thing I love is those bindis! The ones in the link aren't the ones I have, but it gives you an idea of what I'm talking about. They're purely decoration. When in Rome, right?

Today, we may do some shopping (what a surprise). Tomorrow, off to see the Qutb Minar.