Bangalore revisited

After a rough night in Hampi and an even more uncomfortable bus ride to Bangalore, I was sent to hospital with a bad stomach. I didn't think it was anything worse than a few pills could solve but clearly the docter had other ideas and pretty soon I was horrified to learn I was to be hooked up to two drips. Ignoring my gasps of disbelieve and horror I spent most of the afternoon in a hospital bed and left later in the day with a full carrier bag of pills and sachets. After two nights in Bangalore to re-cooperate we were off again this time on another overnight train further south to Kerala.