Ahh, the Bangalore Branch office of the quite famous Universal Imports and Exports. That's Sanjay Bond standing out the front there.   The only non-blurry shot I took in the quite marvellous gardens surrounding the Big Cow Temple in Bangalore. There was some serious canoodling going on in that park. We saw a park ranger coming around with his whistle, pointing and whistling at various canoodlers. It didn't seem to deter them, though.   The music and light and fountain show in Bangalore. I'm glad we went - it was pretty impressive - though I think it would be better if you were familiar with the apparently large anthology of local film music they featured. This shot completely failed to work, but what surprised me was the huge number of other people there who were as stupid as me, and were attempting to take photos of a quite distant collection of fast-moving, and relatively low-lit fountains. I've since turned this into a photo of them, which fits nicely with my growing portfolio of Photos Of People Taking Photos.   Our hotel. Earlier in the day we'd driven into this area - but presumably during the afternoon sometime they'd run out of places to park the bikes   The most sanguine, plaintive, and optimistic sign I saw in the whole of India. If you have never been to India, the reasoning may not be obvious. To explain - Indian drivers are possibly the worst drivers in the world, even allowing for the Egyptians, the Italians, and the Melbournites. Horns are used more often than brakes, size determines right, giving way is an unheard of concept, most side mirrors are either missing or turned in to protect them (for some unknown and unimaginable point in the future where it'll be safe to have them in the normal position), all traffic moves as one billion-backed beast, any small gap (or even the smell of one) is an invitation for someone to push in, and lanes .. well, lanes are totally disregarded. The only thing that will improve the quality of the driving experience in India is the Hubbert Peak.   Our hotel ... was a far nicer hotel than we are used to while travelling in places like India. It was about $A100 a night, which at the time, and even more so in retrospect, was a tad ridiculous. But it did have one of those amazing vibrating chairs.  Our hotel in Bangalore was way more sophistimacated than we'd usually go for while travelling through somewhere like India. At breakfast we got a serious amount of attention - there were 3 other guests having breakfast at the same time as us, and about 9 staff attending. We were encouraged, goaded and guilted into eating about four breakfasts each. 
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