Week one: I visited a fabric shop about 2 blocks away from my hotel in Amritsar. The fabric shops stack the fabrics for Saris and Punjabi suits along the wall. On the floor are wooden stages covered in plush, white fabric. The owner sat on the stage and laid out an assortment of fabrics. Once I picked a fabric he took my measurements to tailor it to my body. Since I suffer from decidophobia, I spent 2 hours analyzing every single fabric. So duh, I bought two. Luckily I spent so many rupee's that the owner whipped us up a batch of the best chai tea I have had.. and these weird orange cream oreos that I pledge to never eat again. |