Bangalore was absolutely amazing.. Less for the things I did than the people I was with. Well. Both I suppose. Also it was so sunny and warm, and I could walk to go get food by myself, and cook by myself. 10/10 would recommend.
(this is the only photograph I have of anything cultural or sightseeing-ish) Hindu Temple.
I went down there to get a break from the cold cage of Delhi (seriously had a headache for a full week up there). I was staying with my friend Sid who I stayed with in Liverpool (through the couchsurfing website). I almost didn’t go, since my boyfriend wasn’t too happy that I was staying with a dude he doesn’t know but in the end I went ahead with it. Really needed a break from Delhi.
One if Sid’s friends, Chetan is the owner of Waffle Walle, one of the only waffle carts in Bangalore (and India). Turns out this guy used to be an investment banker, then quit his job to go after his waffle business dream.
His waffles are absolute heaven. I’ve never had waffles that good outside of Brussels. And I was beyond impressed to find an Indian who chose to quit a lucrative job to chase a crazy dream. I didn’t even know that happened in India. Just goes to show that you can never make a blanket statement about a group of people. There are always some who defy the mold.
The owner. Making me a nutella/peanut butter/ice cream waffle like a boss.
Turns out there is another waffle place. They have more money and a better location. Their manager made a covert visit to Waffle Walle to scope out the competition, so Chetan decided he better return the favor. We three spent the next day indulging in waffle espionage. Chetan talked excitedly: “These are too crispy! They don’t make them fresh, they reheat them. They use the same milk as me! Look at their waffle makers, they’re so much more expensive than ours. ” He demanded that I rate his waffles on a scale of 1-10 as compared with their waffles. I’m sure the workers there were wondering what the heck was going on. I doubt anyone has ever been so fascinated with their waffles.
Asking her what kind of ice cream they use.
Chetan and Sid, discussing the various kinds of milk you can use when making waffles.
I also bought a sari for my friend back home. It was quite expensive though so if she doesn’t want to pay that much I’ll just keep it for myself :D. It was pretty hilarious watching my two friends try to help me figure out how to put it on. Luckily Sid’s sister came home and helped me with it.
Don’t worry we watched a Youtube video first.
Yussss Sid’s sister is home at last!
Love this woman.
I think the best part of Bangalore is my friends ALWAYS spoke English. Very relaxing. I’ve eaten whole dinners here in Delhi where I hear nothing but Hindi. Also. I got to dance. It was a drum and bass club on a weekday… not my favorite type of music but I still went crazy on it.
Now back in Delhi! Happy to be back with my boyfriend, but it’s so cold here :(. And of course, I’ve spent more time in the house than out as usual. Back to Fargo in a few days, then on to planning Cubaaaa (and working my butt off to save up the money I’ve spent).