The journey

Well I made it all the way to Bangalore unfortunately my baggage did not meaning that I only have one pair of trousers and one t-shirt to keep me going. I Was under the impression that the baggage handlers were on strike for my return flight, however in this situation I don't think it would have made a difference. Incidentally it seemed to be only the business class passengers that have had there bags mislaid, all the commoners where happy as Larry with bags and everything.
Now nothing happens in a particularly organised or promt manner in Mumbai so even though I only had a short amount of time before my connection there seemed to be endless administration and you would get walked to a particular point in the airport and then the wee manny would disappear and someone else would come and walk you to a completely different part of the airport, and so it continued until it was to late to check in with baggage so it was just as well BA lost mine so I could go straight on to the Jet airways plane, shakey little turbo Prop. Its kind of a shame because BA business class was really cool especially during take off as you have your back to the pilot and as the front of the plain lifts you sort of just dangle looking down the plane.

Any way had a look around bangalore today seems quite nice and just what I imagined, the rickshaw drivers rip you off at every opportunity but if you argue a bit they normally fall in to line. I Was had by one when I was on the way to the Bull Temple, he stopped at the top of a one way road down which Rickshaws are not aloud and proudly informed me that the Bull temple was "down there on the left" of I dandered to find out I was actually 9km away from the Bull temple.