So I just took a walk down part of MG Road, one of the major streets in Bangalore...mainly on the hunt for a bottle of Coke...which I found at this grocery/appliance store. Along this part of MG road there's all sorts of roadside food (so tempting...but not quite yet) including a stand selling whole coconuts...if only I had something to dismatle it with. There's a huge cricket stadium, TONS of shops selling silk and kashmire and some fun clothing stores. I stopped at an outside coffee shop, got a iced cafe mocha (the put all the chocloate syrup at the bottom..boo) and people watched for a little while. It's really neat seeing the combination of people dressed in traditional attire mixed with people dressed in some really hip clothes (I'll have to find some of those shops). I almost got killed walking accross the street because I was looking the wrong way for traffic (that'll take a few days to get used to). There's people selling all sorts of things on the street from Sunglasses, to tablas, to books and Jewelry. Some are pushier that others which makes me glad I lived in NYC and don't feel bad ignoring them.
I also get a kick at the amont of motercycles...no not Harleys..mostly vespas....who woulda thunk that you could fit a familly of 4 on a vespa. There's also a TON of yellow "Auto-Rickshaws"...they're like mini cars that can fit 2 people in the back and not much else....that also reminds me of NYC with all the yellow flying down the street.
Overall there's a really live positive energy in the city...I can't wait to see some of the nightlife.
Oh yeah...it's hot... and there is a funk...but not a terrible funk..kind of Bourbon St. at about 3am in September kinda funk...but every so often a whif of incense wafts past making it all better.
Time to unpack and relax a little before working out what to eat for dinner. Hopefully Shrujal and Vineet made it over ok!
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Glad you made it over OK -- how's the jet lag? What a great opportunity; you'll never forget anything, even down to the iced mocha that wasn't made with love. Don't forget to tell us about the honeys!
I look forward to reading more about your adventure.
Your first flight from Paris sounds awful, glad that turned out ok.
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