I'm back in the USSA but before putting this blog to bed I want to write a couple of overviews. I also want to go provide a little photo gallery from the time before I began uploading photo's. Here's one about the neighborhood where I lived and the people who live there, beginning with kids just getting out of school a half block away.
Another way to buy fruits and vegetables is from the numerous carts pushed through the neighborhood. The two photos above show a vendor calling up to someone in an apartment whom you can barely see. This apartment was the same distance--less than a block--as the homeless family and the dilapidated post office you can see below.
One of many flower stalls...
Paper goods and office supplies guy who wanted his picture taken....
The upper picture is the outside of a four room clinic that handles 13 medical specialties and cured my pneumonia for $7. The lower picture is of the pharmacy across the street where I got three prescriptions for $4.80.
The picture below is taken right behind the picture above and it shows "the Post Office." The yellow sign at the bottom directs people to Casa Cottages, the complex where I stayed, (you only see part of the sign) and which was said to be "behind the Post Office" in its web site directions. It is the pink building but it is so run down I lived there for three weeks without realizing what it was. I wasn't entirely certain even when I went inside. Under the eaves of the Post Office and behind the barrel lived three people. They are homeless but have lived in this open space for years. At night they cook on a small open fire and sleep under the eaves behind a lean-to of plywood. A few pots seem to be their only possessions. In front you see a pile of trash. On some days the pile could be quite high and sorted into bags. The younger woman collected trash and eventually sold it, apparently when a buyer came around. She is leaning over in the mid-ground, washing some clothes. I regularly gave her money and thanked her for cleaning up the neighborhood. I'm not sure I was understood. It only rained seriously once in the two months I was there. The monsoon season must be hard on them.
Bangalore has been famous for the abundance of its trees and old timers are distressed so many have been taken down in favor of buildings, which has increased temperatures. But many, many remain and provide a broad canope.
This is the patio of my apartment, under a coconut tree. The apartment was recently converted from the B and B's office and I was just the second tenant.
One block over from my apartment was Casa Cottages, an 18-unit B and B with a wonderful staff of eight, including the lovely woman above. I ate breakfast most days there and got help with travel plans, a trip to the doctor's when sick and a couple of nights drinking scotch with the owner.