Tight Security

My monkey Charlie is a necessity for my travels. I have no shame. He has seen the Great Wall of China, the Forbidden City, the Eiffel Tower, the Sagrada Familia, the Colosseum, the Vatican, he got sloshed in the beer gardens in Munich, and even chilled with the hippies in Amsterdam. This monkey has a full access pass to the world my friends. But the Indians did not want him stepping foot in the Taj Muhal. Now to be fair the trip has made him a little rough around the edges and his beard has gotten a little long but to consider this monkey a terrorist threat is ludicrous. He was brutally ripped from my backpack and the Security Woman barked "No toys!" obviously this security guard was on a major power trip and was way out of line. A toy! A toy! Blasphemy! Sorry lady but this is a world traveling monkey, so why don't you cut the 'tude. Actually I maturely stuck my tongue out at her behind her back and stomped over to the lockers (ie random Indian dudes watching foreigners' stuff for donations). Then sullenly went to see the biggest tomb made out of marble, which was breath taking and amazing despite my efforts to ruin the experience by sulking and ranting about how lame India is for the first twenty minutes. The Taj Mahal was spellbinding, but no sight is the same without Charlie.