Tomorrow is Holi, the festival of colours. I have my 'Holi clothes' back washed, folded, and ready for the new colours they will be sporting after the celebrations. I was told to go to the market and buy some coconut oil to oil down my hair, face, neck, arms, and any other exposed skin so that the colour will wash off easier. I have yet to go to the market.
Tarun and his family also invited me to celebrate with them, but after I had already accepted the invitation here at the hotel. It is too bad that the celebrations are only in the morning or I would be able to go to both.
Holi is an Indian festival and the hotel staff will participate, but I am willing to bet that most of the Afghanis will not. There are also about ten other foreign tourists here and if they are still here tomorrow will most certainly participate. Inder's mom is preparing Biryani which I love (especially Auday's).
Now it is 3:30 and it has cooled down to 27C so might be a good time to find that coconut oil.
Tarun and his family also invited me to celebrate with them, but after I had already accepted the invitation here at the hotel. It is too bad that the celebrations are only in the morning or I would be able to go to both.
Holi is an Indian festival and the hotel staff will participate, but I am willing to bet that most of the Afghanis will not. There are also about ten other foreign tourists here and if they are still here tomorrow will most certainly participate. Inder's mom is preparing Biryani which I love (especially Auday's).
Now it is 3:30 and it has cooled down to 27C so might be a good time to find that coconut oil.
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