bangalore: where the coffee is strong and the wifi is weaker
i’m writing this at 7 am with a lukewarm filter coffee from a guy who sells them off a bicycle downtown. the thermometer outside my window reads 35.27c-it’s hot enough to make you question the meaning of air conditioning. feels like 32.92c if you’re into pretending it’s not. humidity? 16%. pressure? 1004 hPa. numbers that make no difference because the real story is the guy sweating through his linen shirt three feet away, muttering business names like his life depends on it.
my laptop’s camera cuts to the street outside. laundry sways in the neckshaking breeze. a man in a dhoti arguing with a delivery app rider about a missing package. somewhere nearby, a crowd gathers around a cart selling pani puri. steam hits my face like a betrayal. i would call it the season, but here season never changes. it’s always summer, but with the side effect of wanting to scream.
heard from a local at the dog café that the traffic circle downtown is cursed. someone told me that. also, the chai wallah named rajesh has a reputation for ‘black magic’ if you order extra sugar. didn’t believe them until i accidentally ordered without clarifying the syrup count. my tongue is still judging me.
the weather here is like a graduate student: broke but overconfident. today’s forecast says high of 35.27c, low of-wait, same number? maybe they gave up. ground level pressure’s 961, which i think means the air’s 70% meth. tried to walk to the bookstore yesterday and got distracted by a street artist painting a mural of a forgotten ruler. turned out to be 369 meters from the metro station. efficient, i guess.
if you get bored, mysore is just a short drive away. someone else said hydrabad is the real magic city. i’m starting to think they’re all right. tried to find a pro-rated monthly lease in a hostel and ended up negotiating with a dude who lived off plantains. his fridge? empty. his playlist? thriving.
*tips*: never trust a rickshaw driver about pricing. always check the ‘uncle’s famous’ signs for food. and-wait, is that a cobra or just a very tired lizard?-leave immediately if you hear someone say ‘bangalore summers are a lifestyle.’
https://www.tripadvisor.in/Attraction_Review___Bangalore_Ind_182434?utm_medium=partner&utm_campaign=bvp2024
https://www.yelp.com/biz/bangalore-university-of-vendeta-8f8f21fc
attached a map for the confused. the one with the metro colored purple. the one that lies about how 1km = 1minute walks.
- a digital nomad named anna who regrets nothing except the vegetarianism
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