Traditional dancers from I’m not sure what region of India, filmed at Dilli Haat. I have no idea why the guy in the background decided to get in on the act; the dancers seemed pretty puzzled about it, too.
The next night, we had drinks and dinner (and more drinks) at DV8, a pub restaurant in Connaught Place. The DJ very obligingly played all the really old music we requested (scribbled on napkins with fountain pen), and the bartender performed flaming tricks for the camera.
