I met up with Sam on Saturday and we went on the metro train to get to an area called Indi Nagara as his bike was parked there, and then he drove me to his friend's workplace to meet Santosh (sp?). We grabbed some lunch and Sam got out his laptop to make some arrangements for me to visit Ooty, but, unfortunately I was running extremely low cash by this point; I'm very poor at managing my money and didn't budget as well as I planned to. Oh well. I was happy to spend another week or so in Bangalore anyway as I was enjoying my time there.
After we finished lunch, he dropped me back off my hotel where I decided to downgrade in to a smaller and cheaper room for 300rs per night. There was no TV or en-suite toilet, or anyway to put my clothes; just a bed and a small table. This meant I had to share the wash room and toilet with other people but I didn't mind. At least the bed was comfortable and the room cosy. Now that I was saving a bit of money, I decided to venture out in to Guzzlers Inn that night to have a couple of beers. I went upstairs as there's a smoking area - indoors too! It felt good to once again be able to have a cigarette and a pint at a table. The atmosphere was generally good too; people were singing a long to the hard rock classics that was being played, whilst watching English football on the big screen. Just to reiterate what I said about this place last time: It felt just like any English pub. But you could smoke in this one!
The majority of the week I spent alone down Cubbon Park. Sam and Santosh had gone to Kerala for a couple of days you see. It's a massive green park with rock formations, botanic areas and plenty of seats and wide open space where people often sit and eat. I walked around the whole park one time to take some snaps of the place. But for the most part, I would often walk there to just relax and practice playing my ukulele or draw. Of course, this meant I drew attention to myself and would often get, usually, a small group of young lads requesting me to play them a song, or show them my drawing, or even ask me to draw them. For the most part I didn't mind getting pestered by people, but when I wanted to be just left alone for 30 minutes, it could get quite exasperating telling the umpteenth person to just leave me alone and stop taking pictures of me when I am not doing anything (coming from someone who often takes snaps of people myself, I know. But I prefer to be behind the camera a lot of the times and when I do take snaps of people, I ask them first or I take one stealthily)!
So, it was a welcome lonely and somewhat relaxing few days I had. It's nice to just be surrounded by the tranquility of nature sometimes - especially in a busy and noisy city.
After we finished lunch, he dropped me back off my hotel where I decided to downgrade in to a smaller and cheaper room for 300rs per night. There was no TV or en-suite toilet, or anyway to put my clothes; just a bed and a small table. This meant I had to share the wash room and toilet with other people but I didn't mind. At least the bed was comfortable and the room cosy. Now that I was saving a bit of money, I decided to venture out in to Guzzlers Inn that night to have a couple of beers. I went upstairs as there's a smoking area - indoors too! It felt good to once again be able to have a cigarette and a pint at a table. The atmosphere was generally good too; people were singing a long to the hard rock classics that was being played, whilst watching English football on the big screen. Just to reiterate what I said about this place last time: It felt just like any English pub. But you could smoke in this one!
The majority of the week I spent alone down Cubbon Park. Sam and Santosh had gone to Kerala for a couple of days you see. It's a massive green park with rock formations, botanic areas and plenty of seats and wide open space where people often sit and eat. I walked around the whole park one time to take some snaps of the place. But for the most part, I would often walk there to just relax and practice playing my ukulele or draw. Of course, this meant I drew attention to myself and would often get, usually, a small group of young lads requesting me to play them a song, or show them my drawing, or even ask me to draw them. For the most part I didn't mind getting pestered by people, but when I wanted to be just left alone for 30 minutes, it could get quite exasperating telling the umpteenth person to just leave me alone and stop taking pictures of me when I am not doing anything (coming from someone who often takes snaps of people myself, I know. But I prefer to be behind the camera a lot of the times and when I do take snaps of people, I ask them first or I take one stealthily)!
So, it was a welcome lonely and somewhat relaxing few days I had. It's nice to just be surrounded by the tranquility of nature sometimes - especially in a busy and noisy city.
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