My work takes me to exotic places, and Bangalore is another on my list, I am loving the scenes I am experiencing, quite different to when I was last in India many years ago.

The people are so friendly, as I witnessed when over fifty people filed into the Capital Hotel for the start of the PhotoReading course Friday night. This is what I am here for, not sightseeing, not as a tourist, but as a trainer, a guide, and it is what I love.

On the way to the hotel, I see places and sights, including the little taxis, which have various names in different countries, Sri Lanka, Thailand, Put Put's' and Tuk Tuk's, after the sound they make as they whiz through the traffic, and India they are called autos or rickshaws. The old Ambassador car seen in the UK when I was younger still runs around. Marvelous.

            

This is the third attempt at posting this blog today, as I keep loosing power, either the internet or the electricity supply, just as I posted to the net. Are the gods against me?