Bangalore...get me outta here!
27.11.2010 - 28.11.2010
29 °C
What more can I say? Bangalore is crap, I definately wasn't sad to leave this place, and never go back again.
We arrived on the overnight train from Varkala on the 27th and headed to our expensive (but cheap for Bangalore standards) but shitty hotel - Hotel Ajantha. We decided not to do much sightseeing here as the majority of sights are from the British Raj and therefore very un-Indian. So instead we decided to go shopping, and at least this is good in Bangalore, having markets and desinger shops on the same streets. I bought some crazy cheap Wranglers ($40) from a posh department store and a Lee jacket ($7.50!!!) from a seconds shop - Stoked. Somehow we got invited into an outdoor bar for a drink, and sat with this crazy drunk old guy - he was funny as and we were enjoying ourselfs until these 2 youngs guys who spoke little english came to sit with us. Before we knew it there was an argument going on, and the owner asked us to leave (I was annoyed at the time, but later realised it was for our own good). One of the stupid youngs guys followed us down the stairs and when he had an opportunity just outright grabbed my boob! I was shocked and totally laid into him - swearing and yelling, pushing him and hitting him with my bag. Crazy.
After that we decided to do something nice, so we went to the opening night of an Indian dance performance at the town hall, which cheered me up alot. Then after a late dinner caught a rickshaw back to our hotel. Here's where the fun begins. As it's wedding season in India we drove past a few celebrations and when we got to a really elabortately decorated hall our driver asked if we'd like to get out to take photos. Next thing you know we have been invited in to meet the bride and groom, and then to sit and have dinner with the guests. This wedding was soo amazing, and I was totally buzzing to be there. One of the coolest things I've done in India!! And of course thats when it turns to shit. All the time our rickshaw driver was hanging around, taking photos and chatting to us (he told us he knew some guest at the wedding), then all of a sudden he is gone - with my stuff. Looking back it was obviously a scam and I seriously feel like an idiot falling for it, seeing as I have been so cautious up till then, but this night my head was in a fantasy world - Gutted! Such a perfect evening ruined - and the second person to reduce my faith in Indians, which is so sad as the majority (the ones who dont want your money or to hit on you) are so genuinely nice. Either way I have resolved to put it behind me and move on.
The next day was spent at the police station making a stolen item report, a quick look around the markets and chilling in Cubbon park in the afternoon before catching the train the hell outta there
Thank God
P.S: No good photos from Bangalore untill I can get copies of Danielles
xoxoxo
Posted by nicky10 06.12.2010 05:38 Archived in India Comments (0)

