Here we are in Bangalore, southern India, about 2 thousand miles from New Delhi. The flight lasted just under three hours, during which, finally, I managed to get some sleep ', and we landed at the airport around 8 pm.
Bangalore seems richer, and certainly less messy, Delhi. I say seems, because they spend the evening many things not seen, so I'll have a better idea tomorrow. Certain it is that I have not seen the slums, I saw people sleeping on the streets and, strana, non ho visto neanche una vacca. Forse al sud non ci sono, o forse di notte non girano (anche se a Delhi le ho viste alle 2 del mattino), mi dovró informare con i colleghi indiani...
L'aeroporto di Bangalore é a piú di un'ora di macchina dalla cittá, piú o meno come Malpensa. E non c'é altro modo di raggiungerlo se non con auto o taxi, a meno di non voler prendere diciotto mezzi diversi, piú o meno come Malpensa. In compenso, con mio grande stupore, i bagagli erano sul nastro dieci minuti dopo l'atterraggio, piú o meno come... Ehm... No, forse il paragone non regge.
Due taxi prenotati dall'efficentissimo collega Kumar hanno portato la delegazione della Megaditta dritta qui all' hotel and inn-, the apotheosis of the new age hippies. The hotel is strictly smoke-free (something valuable for me) and alcohol-free (something that my colleague krukko has appreciated considerably less). The restaurant serves only vegetarian food without eggs and milk, cooked, as the website, "only with fresh fruit and vegetables grown by local farming communities." Not only that, in the delirium of social consciousness in recycle rainwater to water the lawns, and they take the poor youth of the district to give them a chance for redemption. Or so says the site ... However, it is clean, the room is spacious, and if we exclude switches and sockets, and of course the TV, there is absolutely no plastic. And, unbelievable for a hotel, mini bar and snacks are free. OK, two fruit juices and four cookies, but in other luxury hotels as well as you can dream ...
The dinner has not been too bad, and I've heard for a few minutes the Austrian Frau. Now (it's almost midnight) a quick shower and try to see if you sleep a bit ', as the alarm rings at 6:00 a.m. tomorrow morning and leaves at 7:15 a.m.. Oh yes, because the hotel is cool to be cool, to be freak freak is to be Artern is Artern, but the genius that Kumar has booked a two hour drive from the client that we visit ...
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