Large covered bus stops service the population and have wide advertisements plastered above the riders on three sides
-- "Happy Holiday. Enjoy the monsoon with a new hairstyle from Whoziwhatzimanian".
Every now and then a guy will be walking with a large animal. I have no clue what type of animal, something with big horns, but they walk down the same street as the cars and the bikes and the auto rickshaws.
As we get closer to HiTech, the retail lining the roads shifts to American and European stores - Tommy Hilfiger, Reebok, Brooks Brothers, Pepe Jeans -- and food options -- Pizza Hut, McDs, Subway, Menchi's, TGI Fridays. Gone are the open air shops, replaced with large glass windows and bright lights and colors. Ice cream. Full ghee sweets. Opticals. Mobile phones.
The buildings become taller and set back from the road, some with security forces out front, checking that you are really meant to be there.
We pull into Lek's complex and the guard starts to walk over to the car, but then he spots me and waves us in. I am easily recognizable and apparently memorable.
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