Home Sweet Home

San Francisco to Frankfurt , boarding begins: My seat is 48H, an aisle seat.I silently settled down for the long flight ahead of me. To my good fortune, a German babe boarded the flight and I was all eyes for her. She was in her late thirties and definitely looked like a mother of 2 kids, but still she was so gorgeous. I had seen her while waiting in the boarding area. She sat down in the "I" seat in front of my row. I was wondering who would be the lucky one to have the pleasure of her company for the next 11 hours!!
Suddenly I heard a voice, "Excuse me... I think you are in the wrong seat, this is 49H". I was slightly embarrassed, but this embarrassment was short-lived. My seat was right next to this gorgeous German babe of the "I" seat!!! Her name was Cotrinna (reminded me of Hurricane Katrina ;-)) from a place near Munich. This was the only conversation that I had with her :( and then she started talking to another German aunty next to her.
I had to rely on my book "Five point someone" for company. It was hard to digest that the book was based on a real life incident. It was almost like a Hindi movie and how can any Hindi movie be real with all that masala??? Anyways, I slept off after reading 2 or 3 chapters. Frankfurt to Bangalore was uneventful, flight was kali-kali and I slept through most of the journey.
I finally landed in Bangalore after 21 hours!!! I somehow managed to push my baggage (All 6 of 'em, thanks to my reckless shopping) out of Namma Bangalore International Airport . I was happy to see my friends and mom, waiting outside and thankfully my car was still in one shape. I didn't dare to drive it the same day/night. The "180 degrees phase shift of U.S", roads was still in my head.
I got home and gave the kids their presents. To see the kids happily playing with the toys was really worth the trouble of bugging my roomies for a week on how to pack, different strategies, pushing my luggage in and out of the airport etc...

It's been a week since I have settled down in "Nanna Bengaluru". Some points I noted after a week's life in Bangalore:
Driving.... Oof!!! Donno if it's becoz I lost touch with Bangalore traffic or because it seemed to have doubled in 6 months and roads had gone from bad to worse. The only difference I could see was that some roads had "lanes" (dotted white and solid white lines) though no one bothered to follow them.
Take aways from "Coffee Day" look so small compared to the tall ones from "Starbucks".
Raagi rotti at Nisarga had become smaller....
But one thing hadn't changed at all. Benne dose and Mangalore bajji at CTR, these will never change :)