Bangalore - What A Change

After an ardous journey we have arrived late last night at Bangalore.

What a change to well-run and well-ordered Europe or the USA at that. The traffic is a nightmare in its own right. Honking the horn all the time passes for brakeing and taking your fellow road-users' wishes and aims into account. Hundreds of motorbikes mingle with cars and the ubiquitous Autoriksha, the towns three-wheeler taxi. From John our driver who had picked us up at Bangalore airport we learned that there are more than 100,000 of this fume-belching contraptions on the congested roads of Bangalore.

Late last night we boarded one and went shopping for clothes for Eve. Nothing special as women go. Sarees and all the India cloths women seem to like all over the globe. It was fun and inexpensive to be driven around town in the Autoriksha. Less fun buying all this silk stuff though. I am not good at shopping.

Today, we had our day off so to speak. We hired John and went about town. Temples, Christian churches and Mosques, Palaces and the famous Bangalore Botanical Garden were the topics of the day.

Then it was down to the pavillions. To check on progess of our booth. What a nightmare. But Mihrod, that's the gentlement shown in the picture with Eve and myself sitting in chairs outside the venue and the organiser of the fair is convinced that we will be able to start decorating our booth tomorrow Wedensday by 10.30 am. If the 72 watches that we plan to show arrive on time that is. Today, they were still held up in customs where they have been for the last 10 days already. We shall see. Hemal, Mihrod's son is of the opinion that everything will go just fine. He just shrugged his shoulders when he got off the phone and said one word only in his genuine Oxford-English: India!

More to follow as they say .......