Having survived three airline flights and about ten hours in transit (total of about 20 hours) I arrived in Bangalore, India. The first impression was of military jet aircraft at the airport (shared with colluvial traffic like Townsville and Darwin airports in Australia). Each airliner on the ground had a guard with an automatic rifle.
There seems to be building work going on everywhere. Bangalore from the air is one large construction site, with suburbs of apartments springing up.
Stepping out of the Airport at Goa, I found my GSM phone worked. Like Beijing India has the contrast of people on old bicycles operating the latest mobile phones. Friday markets in Mapusa (see photo) has traditional food and clothing, dealated power and phone cabling, but also phones, electronics and cybercafes.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Southern India
Having survived three airline flights and about ten hours in transit (total of about 20 hours) I arrived in Bangalore, India. The first impression was of military jet aircraft at the airport (shared with colluvial traffic like Townsville and Darwin airports in Australia). Each airliner on the ground had a guard with an automatic rifle.
There seems to be building work going on everywhere. Bangalore from the air is one large construction site, with suburbs of apartments springing up.
Stepping out of the Airport at Goa, I found my GSM phone worked. Like Beijing India has the contrast of people on old bicycles operating the latest mobile phones. Friday markets in Mapusa (see photo) has traditional food and clothing, dealated power and phone cabling, but also phones, electronics and cybercafes.
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