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Tom Medley White



Hi,

I'm Tom, and when I had to plan a constructive gap year at very short notice, Gap Guru amazingly managed to find me the perfect job in the perfect city, working in Bangalore.

Tom

 
 

A Day Out in Bangalore
 Bangalore

Tom Medley White: Gap Year Images I took to the streets of Bangalore on my own today, which was quite scary but quite fun. Inevitably everything which people always say happens happened, beggars followed me around, every market stall you looked at had the owner coming out and offering you something to buy, and there were plenty of cows! I kept to the main streets today, M.G Road and Brigade Road, though I did spend some time wandering round some of the smaller streets nearby. These main two roads are the shopping centre of Bangalore, and there are several large malls catering to rich Westerners, but right next to them lie tiny market stalls and dilapidated shops, some selling a really bizarre selection of goods (I saw one shop which sold nothing but ladders and ironing boards, and I also saw a street hawker who had very neatly arranged lines of urinal cakes laid out before him).

I did a bit of shopping myself, mostly things for my room (coat-hangers etc.) but I did get measured for a suit as well, for the princely sum of about £80. The main problem with shopping is the helpful yet pushy nature of the salesmen, even in the more up market shops. In one I had to politely decline the help of 8 salesmen who were almost queuing up to ask me what I wanted or to show me things. I had a go with the camera, but didn't get any sketching done, it's quite hard as unlike European cities there is nowhere to sit, let alone somewhere to sit that's out of the way.

On my next excursion I might try one of the large parks, we drove past a few last weekend and they look a lot less crowded and generally more pleasant. Barring some complications getting back (You can call for a taxi but there's no guarantee they'll speak English, all the ones I tried got the wrong end of the stick and tried to collect me from the place I was trying to go! the only alternatives are buses, for which there are no marked stops or route numbers, you just need to know, or rickshaws, which will try everything to rip you off), I had a good day, I’m off to see some old family friends tomorrow which should be slightly more relaxing!