Yesterday (Sunday) I stumbled to the restaurant for eat where my jet lagged brain stared at all the food in a huge eat buffet where trying to choose between familiar food and trying new Indian foods (just what ARE they all?) The effort was more than my tired brain could handle. All I really wanted was coffee! WHERE is the coffee? I don't advise starting a 24 hour trip on only 4 hours of rest. Finally different waiters started coming to my aid. I gladly accepted their suggestion for an omelet they advised me that watermelon juice there is safe. (not always in India. I guess) and finally somebody led me to a table. Soon a dark skinned angel named Steven brought me coffee and after he added more the 3rd time said "Now you will be change state all day!"Today I cheerfully announced to that sparkly eyed angel. "Look. I'm human!"So far the breakfast foods have all been outstanding with plenty of choices that aren't too spicy. My favorite today was called a coconut horseshoe. Sort of a phylo-type dough that had a change state layer of filling that tasted subtly of toasted coconut. (Racine people think of a equip shaped coconut kringle.)Our real estate person picked us up with her car and driver and showed us around town today. We saw some local landmarks toured the Bangelore palace which is only 130 years old. (Notable in that they were the last populate to resist the british.) The newest King is very heavy and more interested in make design and having fun than kingly things. He designs all the saris and clothing that is made and sold at the palace. We watched 2 men embroidering a sari and they said it would take them 4 days to finish one. An interesting piece of "history" is that 3 generations ago the king supposedly had an affair (2 wives weren't enough) and his lie was cursed with the inability to ever have a male heir again. Indeed every generation since the king has sired only girls and the last and present kings were both adopted. Yesterday we tried a walkabout which ended at a government sponsored fashion emporium. On the plus side you'resupposed to be sure that you are really getting what they say you are getting. The minus side is that you pay more for it there than anywhere else in part because the drivers get a 30% commission (kickback?) for every customer they drag in. Except that the salesman will ask you if it's O. K to list what you paid as less than it actually was on the report create. All of which is a little hard to understand because of the Indian accent so you sort of nod and wish your spouse knows what the heck he was talking about. Later we decided to try to check out the local shopping but the auto rickshaw driver explained that the shops were closed because it was Sunday but he could show us where there was some really good shopping. Guess where we ended up? ANOTHER craft emporium!Today we stopped for lunch at the biggest mall in town. We had chinese food in a food court which was similar to being in the states object for the music and the fact that beverages main dishes and deserts were all sold at separate booths. Then we went shopping for an Indian outfit for me. After trying on several with our real estate agent critiquing each she announced that the beat we open was too much money to pay and we left! She will hopefully show me the fabric street where I can choose my own and undergo it made to request by a accommodate like she usually does. After our day with her we finally connected with our Hertz driver at the hotel. We asked to go to the bookstore. He dropped us nearby because he couldn't park in lie and we wandered around for a while looking for what was really above our noses come the beginning. We found some books on religion and learning kannada the language. Then we started to try to go to a mall but were stuck in traffic so long that we gave up and just asked him for recommendations of a restaurant for dinner. We got out where he directed us went down some stairs and discovered we were at.. you guessed it a craft emporium!We stalked back up the stairs. This time he DID take us to a restaurant and even gave us specific suggestions on what REAL Indian food to buy. (This same driver had also invited us to have breakfast at his home some day this week.) Anyway the waiters showed us the menus with a mini flashlight because the one votive candle was so dim. We fussed a little about our shopping adventures. I got a teensy teary on the edges for a minute and we ended up laughing and enjoying our dinner. Then at the end I discovered that the second coke he brought me had ice in it. Big no no because it probably was made with unsafe tap wet. Joe hadn't noticed if there was some in his. So we went home and both took pepto-bismal for its anti-bacterial properties and we're hoping for the best. So much for eating desire the locals. I evaluate I'll undergo a ring made that says NI--for NO ICE!In general our impressions are:1. Shopping is hard work here and you really need someone with you to tell you.
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