If you’ve read this blog from the beginning you might remember me talking about ordering some train food, to be delivered at Mysore station just before we left, in this post.
I spotted the eatery Comesum – hilarious right? – on platform 1, we were departing from platform 2.
The train was there way ahead of time so we got on and waiting for the food to be delivered. Just in case though we’d taken some snacks, plus there’s quite a lot of sweets in a box in a bag nearby.
Comesum knew my train number/date/time, the carriage, my seat, my name, all we had to do was wait. So we waited, and waited, and waited. With 10 minutes before departure I was looking up and down the platform, nothing, 5 minutes, nothing, zero minutes, nothing.
The train departed, we had no (real) food, and whilst it was a bit early for dinner we started to feel hungry.
The train food sellers seemed absent, so at Bangalore station I jumped off the train but failed to get anything more substantial on the platform. From Bangalore the food sellers came on so I ordered this bhaji. It was the size of a small football and had (I guess) a similar texture and flavour, but I was hungry and it didn’t last long.
A few snacks later and I was still hungry, and without any chance of any food stations appearing before bed time.
Hold on…haven’t we got some sweets?
Jane hates sweets, Amy and I on the other hand love them.
Amy drew out a chart so we could score each one. After a while we threw the chart away as everything was met with ‘I suppose it’s alright but I won’t order this again’.
First up was Chocolate Burfi, which was sweet – no kidding – slightly chocolatey and generally something we wouldn’t bother ordering again.
Whilst we were doing this the two chaps who joined us at Bangalore – see next post – refused everything we offered them. I wonder why.
I longed for another bhaji.