I am finally adjusting to the10 and half hour time change. Jet lag has been wicked. However, waking in the middle of the night has allowed me time to reflect on the last couple of weeks.
I know when I think of Bangalore, the street scenes and noises will forever be etched in my mind. The horns constantly honking as each traveler tries to navigate the chaotic masses of traffic. Motor scooters with whole families piled on, Tuk Tuks weaving in and out jammed packed buses, and cars going every direction. The streets were host to every sort of transportation imaginable. Not to mention the hundreds of people dressed in a colorful array of traditional and non-traditional wear. Oh, then there were the cows, calmly viewing the situation. My photos don't accurately show the layers of the activity. However, the people were warm, friendly and just like all of us...trying to make the best of the life we are given. I hope I have the opportunity to return, and perhaps explore other areas of this massive country. Of course, the possibility is real because as long as my grandbabies are there I will come.
I will post more blogs on this amazing journey, there were so many different parts to the three weeks ...stay tuned!!! Plus view more photos on my Instagram , basilbecky.
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