A Drive (Part 2)

We drive on the left, like the Brits, and there is some type of median separating the directions -- either a low concrete structure with plantings or taller moveable concrete barrier like we use in the US for road construction, or tall metal walls keeping folks away from the construction of an elevated light rail system. Periodically there is a break in the median for crossing or making U-turns.

We drive through various neighborhoods and districts, and the terrain changes along the way. There are sections where large homes peek from between shops. There is a long stretch of park-like setting, there is a long narrow lake with a tall Buddha statue in the middle. Stone walls sit back from the road, covered top to bottom with hand painted advertisements -- "Genious Working Men's Hostel", "Sri Sri Balawhoever Ayurvedic Hospital", "To Let". Movie posters plastered in a row peel up around the edges and flap in the breeze.

We drive through a park-like setting that I soon realize is a university campus -- Law building, Engineering building, Women's Hostel Nbr 1. There are sidewalks here, and lots of young people walking with a purpose.

 All shapes and constructions of carts are stationed along the routes in the more neighborhood-feeling areas -- tiny carts piled with limes, larger carts standing along side stacked stalks of young coconuts, carts with sugar cane and a contraption that seems to press the juice by turning a wheel (looking like my grandmother's old manual Singer sewing machine). Men and women push their carts to their favorite spots, often rolling on bicycle-type wheels.