I sacrificed some precious sleep time and did a little sorting. Here's my best recollection of the events below. :o)
Getting my henna applied. It takes about an hour to dry and flake off so make sure you go to the bathroom or get a drink before you get started.
One of the wedding ceremonies was for all the women to tie bracelets on to the bride for health and prosperity. The poor girl's arms were a wee bit tired at the end.
Our first sight seeing trip took us here. Unfortunately, I can't remember where this was. It was really neat though. Intricate stone work and several hundred years old.
The group in action. Everyone got their buddy? Who is missing? Head count!
This is the entrance gate to the masoleum grounds. The gates are just as amazing as the monuments they allow entry to.
This masoleum in Delhi is the inspiration for the Taj Majal. Built first, everything is symmetrical except they also entombed the guy who commissioned this. He built it for his wife and they buried him along side her. So everything is perfectly balanced except his tomb. Men. Always upsetting the balance.......
The grounds are extensively irrigated with pools and fountains. Pretty nifty construction for being hundreds of years old.
Lastly, true to form, another dorky photo of me sitting on the masoleum deck with the grounds and the entrance 'gate' behind me. Why am I not smiling? I must be thinking about all the photos I'm going to have to organize....
This monkey was hanging out when I started to take his picture. All of a sudden he was in motion because Stephanie was opening a granola bar in his presence.
Silly Stephanie. The monkey jumped up and took it out of her hand! You can't see it very well but here he is now munching on her breakfast.
The entrance gate on the way up to the palace. The path was wide enough for two elephants to pass and built with graduated stones so that the elephants wouldn't slip.
Tiny me in front of one of the archways into the palace grounds. 
This was the reception hall where he would meet the petitioners and listen to complaints.
The columns are perfectly symmetric. If you stand in the right place, you cannot see them lined up. (I am obviously not in the right place)
After Shah Jahan built the Taj Mahal, his son over powered him and held him prisoner. He spent 8 years confined to his rooms where he would stand on the balcony and stare at the Taj Mahal yearning for his dead wife. Unfortunately, the haze obscures the view of the Taj on the other side of the river.
Loved the carved fountains. They were all gravity fed. (No electricity back in the 1500's)
The swimming pool! Constructed with built in seats and fountains for lounging. I would have loved to see this filled with water. 
I'll never complain about picking up leaves again. No leaf blowers in India. Just people with some thatches bundled together sweeping the ground clean. 
The sun was setting as we got there so the light was amazing.
Up close and marbled. 
Another photo as the sun sets. I even caught part of the reflection. Yeah me!
Lastly, unattractive photo number 1,076. Apparently all my rice and nan bread is taking it's toll. 
Look out for the vicious guard dogs (not). They only appear to be napping....so cute!
Lotus temple in Delhi
Happy bride!
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