Now we are a family of 7!!

This morning we woke up and moved over to the Peerless to be near Amanda, Kristi and Jason. Our hotel room in the Kenilworth was in the older part (if there is one) and our room was overlooking the road. The windows had wooden frames that didn't close all the way and the street pollution and the street vendors fires all vented into our room. To make it even more comfortable there was no A/C in our room. I don't want to discourage anyone who is planning on staying there because besides the room the staff bent over backwards for us, the cost of everything was substantially lower than anywhere else and it is right next to the consulate. When we left the Intercontinental in Delhi they charged us 2225 rupees for the taxi. The taxi from the Kenilworth to here was only 50 rupees. Enough about accomodations...

We were able to visit with Jason, Kristi and Amanda. They are all doing great. Tonight Prasun even smiled at us.

We had trouble with the phones and couldn't get through to Ms. Roy or the consulate until after noon today. We were supposed to talk to her at 9 a.m. When we got a hold of her she told us to be there at 1:30 and our consulate appt. was at 2:30. We thought we would be spending half a day at ISRC at then doing the consulate the next day. We were late getting there because our driver had to ask 5 or 6 people where it was located. When we got in we caught a glimpse of Amisha walking around. We were taken in the office and Ms. Roy received three phone calls while we were in there and then we signed 2 things, held Amisha shortly and had to run out to make our consulate appt. We didn't get to see where she has lived or much more than the office. Ms. Roy said she would catch up with us at the hotel. We went out to the car climbed in the back and they put Amisha on my lap and shut the door. She was scared to death. She cried so hard that our driver pulled her into the front seat, stopped at a roadside vendor and got her a ice cream and then gave her a little stuffed animal that was in his car. We had trouble getting the US Consulate our driver insisted we get out at the British Embassy at we refused. He didn't understand any english, but finally after a few calls to our hotel we arrived at the US Consulate. We were brought right in and found out they were not at all happy with us because our paperwork was all done in Kyle's name. After talking to a few people they were OK with it and let us proceed. Amisha was crying so hard they had us wait outside the building. We left with packet in hand so we are ready to travel home!!