The morning found us in Delhi Airport, and we had a bit and watched some cricket. This is the first cricket I'd seen for three years, not living in cricket countries. More of that to come I bet! Leg six was the flight to Bangalore.
At Bangalore airport Nora's transfer hadn't shown up, so she shared the ride to Mysore in my cab. Leg seven was a little more interesting than the previous six: The taxi got lost in Bangalore, but I had a GPS on my phone, so we eventually made it onto Mysore road, and through the countryside.
My initial impressions of India are that it is a cross between Kenya and Mexico. The red earth and countryside is just like Kenya, but the building style and and general hubbub is more like Mexico. From the side of a cab it just looks like general life, beautiful people, beautiful countryside, and constant activity.
I'd been warned about the dirtiness of India, but I think Bangalore is a bit different. Certainly I was shocked by how clean it was. It's no dirtier than Mexico in these parts.
After the six-hour ride I finally arrived, and settled in to my place.
At Bangalore airport Nora's transfer hadn't shown up, so she shared the ride to Mysore in my cab. Leg seven was a little more interesting than the previous six: The taxi got lost in Bangalore, but I had a GPS on my phone, so we eventually made it onto Mysore road, and through the countryside.
My initial impressions of India are that it is a cross between Kenya and Mexico. The red earth and countryside is just like Kenya, but the building style and and general hubbub is more like Mexico. From the side of a cab it just looks like general life, beautiful people, beautiful countryside, and constant activity.
I'd been warned about the dirtiness of India, but I think Bangalore is a bit different. Certainly I was shocked by how clean it was. It's no dirtier than Mexico in these parts.
After the six-hour ride I finally arrived, and settled in to my place.
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