We will admit it, we are feeling homesick. Three months is supposed to be the hump you need to get over, things are starting to feel routine and the awe of seeing cows or a family of four on a scooter is wearing off. Food, family, friends are a void which cannot be totally filled in India. Will says he cannot check facebook, he misses high school life in the US. Emma misses her friends and both Doug and Nolan miss American football. I am so busy working every waking hour, I just miss the pace of my old job on occasion (which I thought was hard). I miss decorating my house for Halloween, celebrating with friends and Doug's wicked Hallow-tini's topped off with real dry ice. The key to success when you are far away from home is to try not to replace what you are missing with the India version; it's better just to do something different otherwise it (the food, the place, the time) just don't stack up.
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Bangalore-India/The-Only-Place-Restaurant-Bangalore/151278534042 It's famous for Beef. Steaks, burgers, beef stronganoff, chicken, garlic bread, cheese fries and apple pie. Our mouths were watering. No reservations needed, so we showed up at 7pm and were the first people seated. The Only Place resembles a pavilion decked out with red and white twinkle lights. You enter off Museum Road and walk back past a boutique (who flipped their sign to open as soon as this pack of foreigners showed up), the toilets and some assorted shacks. However upon entering the pavilion with its red checkered table cloths and tall vegetation around the perimeter, we felt like we were in Little Italy, NY vs. Bangalore.