Heather and I have started a bit of a tradition. On Friday, she comes into town for a bit of shopping, then picks me up from work and we go to the TGI Fridays in Bangalore.
This last Friday, we were sitting near the window, watching traffic flow on Airport Road, and just paused to think how *strange* it would be to see back in Rochester, but is completely normal here. This included:
- A steady stream of auto rickshaws flowing back and forth
- 2 guys in Dodi's (sort of a male skirt - achieved with a wraparound cloth) scraping a poster off a tree in the median
- An empty cart pulled by a bullock with painted blue horns and bells on the tip of the horns
- A cart pulled by a John Deere tractor
- groups of people linked together at the elbow crossing the road. This appears to be so you build a critical mass and the cars will finally stop, or at least slow down
- The TGIF sign, written in both English and Kannada
- The background being a 'modern' office building
Then after spending an hour or two at Friday's, we are driven home (45-60 minutes of stop and go traffic), where the kids are bathed and ready for bed.
We are a bit behind on the travel blog postings. This weekend I hope to make a few entries for Hassan/Halebid/Belur, Pondicherry, the Golden Triangle, Mysore, and the Maldives. Keep tuned.
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