Today we went on an adventure into the Bazaar for dinner at the Tavern. The walk is worth it. Delicious butter chicken, biryani and Kingfisher. Yum. The girls were pretty excited to go out and we promised them that they could check out the well known "man" powered ferris wheel at Picture Palace. For 20 rupees a pop, we plopped the girls down on a rickety chair with a thin post, chin high, across the front of the seat. We were warned that it was not a good idea for the kids...but away they went. The man climbed up onto the metal girders that held the thing together and began to push, slowly at first, and then eventually into a swift run. Much like a mouse in a wheel. Pretty funny sight. Roxy was straight faced at first, Asha beaming. In minutes they were gripping hands and whipping around and around. They were having a blast, and brilliantly staying put in their seats. I really can't believe how fast they were going. I had to walk away near the end, couldn't watch. A wall of women bystanders watched with their hands over their mouths. Only one other 13 or so year old boy was on the ride. The man finally called it quits and slowed the wheel down. The girls ran off, demanding to go again. Of course we were surrounded by the night time crowd of Indian tourists who were congratulating the kids for a ride well done. Ya done made it out alive! The walk home was great. Typically Indian, with night life buzzing, and tourists pinching the girls cheeks. Now its time for bed!