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You will never be completely at home again, because part of your heart always will be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place.
– Miriam Adeney
Mysore (it’s all sore!)
I’m petitioning the local government to change the name to My___sore, so we tourists can just fill it in. Myfeetsore (from walking barefoot through the palace), Myheadsore (from all the blaring horns), Mybacksore (from a fits&jerks drive from Bangalore)… The
Lions and Tigers and Bears… oh my!
Changes of plans often turn out for the best. Remember how I said yesterday that I was having a princess-moment? Well today, I was the princess! My planets were all aligned. (Where the heck’s that King?!) This morning I attended
My first rickshaw ride
An auto-rickshaw, to be more specific. I love these! It’s a small, efficient, open-air cab… and it’s cheap. I took a quick trip to the “stitching place” today and it cost me the equivalent of about thirty cents US. I’m
Life is in the Journey, Not the Destination
Funny story from my weekend trip to Mysore. About mid-afternoon, we’re motoring along and the driver slows down… and then stops. I can’t figure out why – we’re in the middle of nowhere. And he says – “A cow. You’ve
I’m all in STITCHES!
Yep — I got “stitched” as they call it here. I posted a picture on Monday of the man doing the beadwork at the Punjabi designer where I’ve been referred to get my skirt made. It’s amazing, really… I ran
Dinner over the City
On this, my next to last night in the lovely city of Bangalore, my management team took me to dinner at a charming place called Ebony on the 13th floor of the Barton Center just off MG Road. A storm
Last day at the office…
I haven’t been here long enough – next time I’ll shoot for another week or two. It was a lovely day after last night’s rain. One of my new friends brought me a string of jasmine – as I had
Dinner for a King… or just for TJL!
I have eaten every dinner except for last night at my hotel’s restaurant – the Baluchi. The staff have kind of adopted me – they save the same table for me every night. They had promised to feed me the
Homesick 🙁
I must give Delhi a chance – but it definitely has a different feel than Bangalore. I’m in the Connaught Place area – a major business/retail district in central Delhi. It’s a busy hub of activity, from street vendors to