Kenoa and the Rap CD

Wednesday night Brian took us to this nice restaurant, Kenoa, he had eaten at with work. (Nice restaurants in India are half the price of American "nice"--which is very NICE!) It felt like we were in another country. It was a very beautiful, open air restaurant with a Polynesian feel on top of a multi-story building. It was down this dirt road--I'm not really sure how anyone could know it was there. I'm always grateful to get out of the house midweek so I had to blog about it since it's the only thing that happened out of our normal routine so far this week:) I know it's superficial and boring to post pictures of the interior of a restaurant but it was like a little getaway for me--felt sort of like being up in a tree house as a kid-- so i had to show you:)

Also a nice thing about being a westerner and eating out is that we are usually the only ones in the restaurant until we are about to leave:) Indians eat later--around 9 or 10 pm. So we never wait in line and usually have the place to ourselves!

As we ate it started to storm, which was cool being in an open air restaurant, but that meant we'd have to walk the dirt/mud road about a 1/2 mile to get to the main road to find a rickshaw ride. We called a taxi which you never know if they'll actually come or take an hour to do so. This nice couple and sister invited us to ride home with them. They had an 8 month old baby too. So, in the Indian way, we all piled in this little car...9 people in all:) This couple lives right across the street from us in another apt complex. The weirdest thing was that the guy changed music cd's as we were getting in the car. What was now blaring on the stereo was american rap music. I was hoping it was toned down rap but oh it wasn't! There were 4 small children in the car and i just couldn't understand why he wanted to make sure we heard it. I thought maybe since we were americans, he assumed that's the music we listend to so he put it in for us:D It had terribly obscene lyrics so Brian and I were trying to keep up the conversation so we could "cover our children's ears" by talking over the music. Thank goodness we only live about 5 minutes from the restaurant! Very strange:) But we were very thankful for the ride!