The rocky promentory, with temple, in the middle of the Lalbagh botanical garden.
We visited the Lalbagh botanical garden in the middle of the city; on top of a rocky promentory was this small temple.
Many groups and families were out for a stroll in the Lalbagh botanical garden.
The "glass house" at the Lalbagh botanical garden.
The "glass house" at the Lalbagh botanical garden.
There were clever trash cans throughout the Lalbagh botanical gardens, though judging by the trash throughout they were not often used.
It was Friday afternoon and there were numerous families and groups out for a stroll in Lalbagh botanical gardens.
Lalbagh botanical garden - the topiary garden!
This huge old "Bombax" tree attracted many people in Lalbagh botanical garden.
This bridge across the Lalbagh "tank" (lake) attracted onlookers, because in the water below the fish gathered and circled, waiting for someone to toss in food.
Pam examines the looms of the "Silk Factory" in Bangalore. In this tiny room four automated looms were clattering away so loudly that nobody could hear even if you yelled; the workers must ruin their hearing for life.
The looms at the Silk Factory were cranking out beautiful material for saris and shawls.
I was amazed to see that the looms were run by classic Jacquard punch cards, invented in the 19th century as one of the major developments of the industrial revolution.
In this closeup we can see the Jacquard cards, the dark-green punch cards that define the pattern to be woven into the fabric. This same idea led in the 20th century to the IBM punch cards used to program computers.
Inside the Silk Factory's shop, there are beautiful saris on display as well as stacks of silk fabric.
The shop attendant must have brought out several dozen pieces and spread them in front of us to consider.
In the Silk Factory shop, Pam examines the beautiful silk sari material made there.
Ten or twenty bedspreads were arranged for us to examine.
Pam examines an especially pretty tunic made with silk and sequins.
Some of the gorgeous silk made here in this shop.
The Silk Factory was a kaleidoscope of color.
Out and about in Bangalore; a view from our autorickshaw.
Every bus stop has a big crowd.
Several times a day I saw a cart pulled by a horse or ox, but rarely got a good chance to take a picture. Here the horse's cart is obscured by the front of an autorickshaw.
Lest you think all the streets are old and crowded, this is the intersection between the Bellary Road in from the north of the city, and the relatively new Outer Ring Road.
The lobby of the St. Marks hotel. The service is fantastic and the accommodations were comfortable.
In the new terminal at Paris airport, Pam stretches out between flights.