After a buffet breakfast, we checked out of the boathouse and prepared ourselves for yet another long car journey.
A morning of ‘sight-seeing’ was scheduled in the itinerary; leading us to envisage a leisurely stroll around a few temples nearby.
Day 5 of the itinerary- spent in the car, ‘sight-seeing’ or (taking advantage of the viewpoints from the car window).
‘Things to do in a 12-hour car journey without WiFi;’ sleep, read, eat, listen to Spotify downloads on repeat. But there’s only much music you can play before it starts grinding on you. That’s pretty much all that happened throughout the journey. Nick on the other hand, was smart enough to have packed a game-boy, a power bank as well as having downloaded a Netflix series beforehand. And so I watched him alternate between the two in-between feeling somewhat envious of his forward thinking.
A sing-along to a Mary Poppins song; ‘Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious’; myself mimicking Mary Poppins, Nick; Bert, David listening awkwardly in the back. Our over-use of words over the last 24 hours had resorted us to communicate through the means of a Disney musical. Ten minutes of singing, the play-list navigating towards the soprano range, Nick not being able to keep up (naturally); our singing collaboration came to a sharp end. We bought a few snacks to spice things up; butter biscuits, some Indian coriander nibbles, chocolate bars, and sugary drinks; there for comfort, to ease the boredom of the remaining hours ahead. At one point, Nick put his favorite radio show on the main speaker in the car; Mitchell and Web; Apparently too ‘high brow’ for me, and granted, I’ll take Nick’s comment, preferring instead a less refined, low-comedy sort of style if it means dodging the awful sound waves emitting from the speaker from that moment in time.
After a full 12 hours in the car, we arrived at the Royal Orchid Hotel, Bangalore. Bangalore, or Bengaluru, is the capital of the South Indian State of Karnataka. The third most populated city in India (with a population of over 10 million), it was very cosmopolitan in character with lots of skyscrapers, office blocks, restaurants, and bars. Going from Madurai to Bangalore was quite a jump; like going from a small town anywhere in England to London city.
The remainder of the wedding celebrations were to take place in Bangalore; Nam’s home town. It is traditional in Indian weddings for the wedding celebrations to take place in both the bride and groom’s hometowns. This meant that family and friend’s from Nam’s side, unable to make the trip to Madurai, could celebrate with her in Bangalore instead.
Late check-in; by this point, it was 9pm, ourselves relieved at the thought of getting ‘re-connected’ again; finally putting an end to enduring one another for a short while. Costing, 3000 IRN per night (£30) it was value for money, and having a double room to myself, I couldn’t complain. In the evening, we decided to ‘Westernize ourselves out with a Pizza Hut.
On reflection, our Wi-Fi free few days were insightful; bringing many realities to the surface. No.1 reality being; my ‘off-line’ Spotify playlist. It’s terrible. I know now to flower it up next time should I endure another unvoluntary digital detox episode again. I was very excited to see Nam and Sid.