What I love in Bangalore: The newspapers. Even the worst ones have more information than the lame news that I used to read back in US.
What I miss from the US: Being able to go anywhere. Once I went to Disneyland with my daughter on a daytrip, and was back by the time my husband was home from work. And made dinner too! Waffles at home, Mickey Mouse and Space Mountain in the afternoon, Rice and dal and storytime back at home again.
What I love here: Everybody delivers. The food, the groceries. Yesterday a tailor came home to measure our sofas, and today, a laundry service came home to tell us they'll pick up and do our laundry, and deliver it back.
What I miss from there: Being able to go anywhere. I miss my minivan, where I used to put my children in the backseat and go driving to the grocery store, to Art class, to Tae Kwon Do. My son was only a newborn, but going everywhere with me, throughout the week.
WILH: Eating that wonderful vegetarian food everywhere. Even KFC has to have a veggie menu here. I still haven't had enough Pani Puri and Dahi Puri. I doubt if I'll ever have had enough.
WIMFT: Being able to go anywhere. I just love driving. I enjoyed driving in my cosy little lane, stopping at lights, and proceeding in a nice orderly fashion. I loved highway driving too. I loved driving so much that I used to dream about it.
L: The colorful clothes. My wardrobe got a beating when I moved to the US. It was mainly black and blue. (Get the pun? Huh? Get it?) Here I wear beautiful, bright colors.
M: Being able to go anywhere. I once drove randomly in a city that I was unfamiliar with, with my little daughter in the back seat, and ended up on a cliffside park overlooking the Pacific Ocean and migrating whales. I wasn't worried about anything, as long as I had my GPS to guide me back home.
Oh, to be able to go anywhere. As one of my friends said, "My wings have been clipped."
