This post is first in the series of many posts that
will follow. My sister and I always dreamed about going to different places,
exploring cities, and meeting family and friends we know of. Initially, it was all
talk, talk, and talk. Finally, one day, we did pack our bags and began our
journey, a series I will call, ‘The Chronicles of Travelling Sisters.’
Our first destination was Bangalore. Located in our
dear home state, Karnataka, we booked our tickets to this city one month prior
to our departure. We traveled by KSRTC Airavat Club class and boy, was it a
cool ride. It took us 14 hours to reach Bangalore. But, it took us an hour to
enter the city itself.
Let me tell you, this city is enormous and well populated.
We reached the Majestic circle as it was the final stop. Public transport is pretty
decent and within 15 minutes we were in a local bus on route to another part of
the city.
One thing I noticed was the many number of colleges
and churches. Every place seemed to have a college and a church neatly tucked
in. You either had places called as Bannergatta road or Bommanahalli or
something like Cox Town or Frazer Town. The difference is striking.
There were parts of Bangalore that immediately
reminded me of Pune. But compared to Pune, everything in Bangalore is huge and
big. Another thing I noticed was the n number of Cafe Coffee Day outlets. They
had CCD lounges out there. Ok. That was something new for me.
Travelling in the city at peak hours is maddening.
Since, I experienced it firsthand; it was amazing to notice the amount of time
it took to travel from one part of the city to another. Folks here keep a
buffer time of one hour when travelling. Lesson learnt: I will not complain
about the traffic in Pune.
Food here is fantastic. Christmas night, we went out
for dinner with our family friends to a famous steak place. Wow, the flavours
were superb! The portions—enormous and the ambience—homey.
Krispy Kreme: How can I forget this place? Thanks to
our dear friends who took us there. This place is famous for doughnuts. I
usually don’t use this word, but the doughnuts were ‘awesome’.
Before we wound up, we walked through the famous M.G.
Road and drove through Brigade Road. By the time, we reached Majestic circle to
board the bus back home; my sister and I were pretty satisfied, though a bit
tired.
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