Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Commuting pics, part 4

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.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Commuting pics, part 3

Another shot on why you may want to consider vegetarianism...I really liked this sign, for the "Hiar cating selun". Hopefully their skill is better than their spelling!
Of course, if you check out the hanging sign, they had it better originally, but it started out as a saloon. :)
There were tons of coconut carts that were really popular and a huge source of debris. Some people really, really loved this fresh coconut idea. Personally, I found it totally disgusting, warm brackish water in a slimy, dirty vessel. Just my opinion.
Tracy and I never did get a chance to stop at one of the many fine bars dotting the commute home. Actually, it would seem no woman ever did. Maybe next century.
Tracy's exclamation as I was taking this picture "NO! You aren't..."
Oh heck yeah I am... we saw some guy or another peeing on the side of the road every single day. How could I not take a picture?
Always good to see the use of bicycles and the attention to safety.Some road-side shopping...
The pull-up on the last commute into Target...
Yet another tasty food option...
Mmmm mmmm Chiken.
A village on the way to work.
and a more temporary version across the road.
Another look down the road on the way to work.
The impression of garbage EVERYWHERE left a lasting desire to generate less waste for me. Seriously consider it friends...
A different tent village.
A flash of color and beauty on the journey...
Up in the trees are massive bees nests - distant for me, but similar versions inhabited one of the apartment buildings downtown making life there more than a little unsettling for their inhabitants.
Meandering between the fuel trucks always left me thinking just a little about the Ganesh idol on the dashboard...

Saturday, April 12, 2008

More commuting pics

The commute lacked for very little in terms of sensory stimulation...here's some of the more attractive color in women's clothing material...It was always fun to see the school kids in uniform for school...
Some popular shopping options - shoes or steel cookware, or plastic crap.
Hungry anyone?
A very popular corner temple...
A beautiful white-haired woman...
It was truly amazing what could (and was) frequently carried on a bike...
Once in a while the fruits or veggies on the carts did look ok, if you ignored the dust, pollution and insects among other food safety concerns.
There were some real reasons to think about being a vegetarian, religious considerations aside. Mutton and pork were readily available though... Chicken anyone?Fresh fish? .... NOT!
Another construction scene...
Never a shortage of life - people, animals, insects...
Another splash of color with women visiting a temple.
I liked that this picture turned out a little blurry. I felt terrible taking it, but the poverty along side of the road was such a part of the fabric of life in India. These blue tarp villages ranged from long-standing to highly mobile, with workers digging a trench and then moving on once it was completed. The proximity to the road offered a daily glimpse into a life that really brought some perspective to the daily "nuisances" of being an expat.
On a much lighter note, there was the "Dinning" hall.
Another templeI found this one in particular to be a little violent, with the gods with knives on each corner...
And this is just hysterical as marketing goes...