We spent only two days in Bangalore a bit too little and a bit too much. Will mostly remember the smell of going through polluting traffic in an open rickshaw and the loveliness of Hans and Adrianas terrace. And the fruit covered porridge breakfasts!
The Bangalore stay ended in an exhaustive adventure where the auto driver left Jenny and Adriana at the right place for going with the bus to Pondicherry but Bobo's and mine left us 1km away. This we didn't know at first and noone really understood where we were going when asking around. So the two of is ended up running back and forth, going through the same alley thrice and crossing three and four lane roads like hundreds of times. This is when we really had use for the skill to shouldering an Indian. Yada yada yada, we made it to the bus in time.
The Bangalore stay ended in an exhaustive adventure where the auto driver left Jenny and Adriana at the right place for going with the bus to Pondicherry but Bobo's and mine left us 1km away. This we didn't know at first and noone really understood where we were going when asking around. So the two of is ended up running back and forth, going through the same alley thrice and crossing three and four lane roads like hundreds of times. This is when we really had use for the skill to shouldering an Indian. Yada yada yada, we made it to the bus in time.
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