John and I arrived in Bangalore, India, very early this morning after
two uneventful flights (San Francisco-Frankfurt, Frankfurt-Bangalore).
The flight to Frankfurt showed Hollywood movies but the screen
on the United 747 was so far away we could not see a thing. The Lufthansa
flight to Bangalore showed Bollywood movies fraught with romance,
followed by Mickey Mouse cartoons. I haven’t seen many Bollywood
movies but they remind me of early Shakespeare comedies, particularly
of Comedy of Errors. In the Bollywood movies I have seen,
the emotions are simple, the plots complex,
and there are great opportunities for staging, costumes, and sets.
Our hotel is pleasant but even on the 6th floor, we can hear the
incessant beep-beep-beep of the cars in the busy street below. The 3
wheeled yellow auto rickshaws are particularly noticeable as they dart
between the cars, motorcycles, trucks, bicycles, and busses. There are
relatively few pedestrians. Even in the middle of the night coming in from
the airport, the driver beeped constantly at the mostly empty street.
We are catching up on our email in the hotel before going into work.
The plug adapter we brought from home broke immediately so we borrowed
one from the hotel. We had to ask the guy who cleaned our room how
to get the electrical plug into the wall socket (you stick something in
the ground pin hole to move the cover away). Wanting to use two laptops in
one room surprised the hotel but they adapted (and charged double).
I was here in Bangalore 3 years ago at a different hotel but both
served extensive and varied breakfasts as part of the regular rate. Since
we will be here for several weeks, we will get to try everything on the
menu. Today, John asked for a masala dosa with sambar (spicy vegetable
soup), and cocoanut and tomato chutney. It was very good.
