Another shot of the popular small temple on the corner...
A scene from a local hall often decorated for weddings quite extravagantly...
Hard to see it, but this is an ironing shop - does it make you think of clean, fresh pressed clothes?
Another coconut stall...
I wish I would have taken all the pictures I could have, to make a book on "things you see on a bicycle or motorcycle in India"
Maybe my driver made me nuts some days, and the ride was long, but at least the seat was pretty comfortable.
Some scenes from the road to Caden's school. Starting with the scary green foamy river...
This is where we got a fair bit of our food after it opened - a very exciting day in Whitefield, India. The store's claim to fame, and namesake - they had freezers!! And with it a decent selection of meat kept under cellophane and a little less scary than the roadside stalls, without the drive to the clear other end of town! Hooray!
So that's the highlights of when I had my camera with me anyhow. It doesn't nearly do it justice, a few snaps and a superficial commentary of the daily, mundane yet "foreign" sensory overload. But at the end of the journey, it seemed fitting to try to capture it at least a little before it faded into smooth highways and orderly strip malls.
A scene from a local hall often decorated for weddings quite extravagantly...
Hard to see it, but this is an ironing shop - does it make you think of clean, fresh pressed clothes?
Another coconut stall...
I wish I would have taken all the pictures I could have, to make a book on "things you see on a bicycle or motorcycle in India"
Maybe my driver made me nuts some days, and the ride was long, but at least the seat was pretty comfortable.
Some scenes from the road to Caden's school. Starting with the scary green foamy river...
This is where we got a fair bit of our food after it opened - a very exciting day in Whitefield, India. The store's claim to fame, and namesake - they had freezers!! And with it a decent selection of meat kept under cellophane and a little less scary than the roadside stalls, without the drive to the clear other end of town! Hooray!
So that's the highlights of when I had my camera with me anyhow. It doesn't nearly do it justice, a few snaps and a superficial commentary of the daily, mundane yet "foreign" sensory overload. But at the end of the journey, it seemed fitting to try to capture it at least a little before it faded into smooth highways and orderly strip malls.
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