Bengaluru … dark o’clock

Just landed at the new Bangalore airport which is vast improvement over the old one, but a lot further away from the city center. Midnight arrivals are a fact of life when flying into India, but the car ride into the city was an excellent white-knuckler. India doesn’t have superhighways — but there is a really nice six lane one that runs for about ten kilometers out of the airport, before reverting to the old way of doing things.

That means some cosmic speed bumps laid down at random with a skull and cross-bones sign next to them, lots of trucks and construction equipment navigating at snail speed with no lights, weird roadside shrines, dogs tempting the fates, those buzzing little three wheeler black and yellow death cabs for cutie ….

I got to the hotel and they stamped my forehead with a red dot, hustled me to my room, and now I get to blog against the clock having signed up for a grand total of 30 minutes.

Home on Saturday.

Author: David Churbuck

Cape Codder with an itch to write

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