Bangalore and Mysore
October 7th 2008 With an eerie similarity to our first night in China, we hopped in a taxi cab at the Bangalore Airport with a driver who quickly got lost, was illiterate, and liked to park the car (unlocked) in sketchy areas at 1:30 am and ask random people who by all rights ought to be in bed, for directions. Of course, none of these people were able to help. All the phone numbers we had for the cottage we had
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