Indian Driver

As I stepped out of the airport at Bangalore at 4AM on Monday I was very happy to see a familiar smiling face of Satya, the taxi driver who I use each (both) time I come to India. It seems that we typically get a nominated driver for the week so I make sure that I ask for Satya. There’s just something nice about seeing someone you “know” after having travelled for 17 hours to the other side of the world.