The President Hotel
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- Minbar in room
- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Wireless internet connection in room (free)
- Breakfast Available
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... I read it , could be she thought I was a bit weird with my dripping dot! So much, yet so little happens each day and it all begins to blend together. A little nap then a venture out to give a note to our teacher, then a quick vegetable fix at our new favorite health food restaurant . Rickshaw there and back. Noticing a theme today none of the drivers have change for 100 rupees. It is slow now for them so a way of getting a little extra. Can't begrudge survival strategies. Found ...
After the sweatshop humidity of South China, nothing could have pleased us more than emerging from an airport into the cool blue skies and fresh airy sunshine of Bangalore. Apparently, the place is known for its year-round near-perfect weather. It was certainly a blessing for us after our weary 2-flight journey. We headed straight for the taxi rank. "Take us to Decathlon please." we joyfully requested, in English! (in case you don't know, Decathlon ...
... of the animal was now taking a picture of me. As an foreigner, I was as much of a spectacle as any animal in the zoo. While in the palace, we even had a couple come up to us, thrust their infant into our arms and, with much glee, started taking pictures of strangers holding their baby. It is one of the most bizarre things about being a foreigner in India, endless attention just for looking foreign.
... a local cafe chain) for breakfast. I had at a tandoori paneer sandwich and a cold chocolate thing. Not bad at all. Then onto Mysore, where they were preparing for a festival and a parade the following day. Our CEO told us the palace would be lit up, but not open to tour, like usual. He took us on a tour of the local markets, where they were selling flowers, in chains and loose for the ...
... Quota” on the top of our ticket request form.
By the time we went to get food it was in that awkward transitional period between breakfast and lunch that in other cultures would be filled with brunch. I was craving a thali, but had to settle for iddly instead at Dasaprakash.
From the restaurant it was a short stroll to the Deveraja market. We wandered past the chilled out stalls. Half the market was concerned with the day to day ...