In December of 2006 my work sent me to India, where I spent about 1 and a half weeks training some folks at our site in Bangalore. When people ask me about India the first thing I usually say is "crazy", mainly in respect to their driving there, because it seemed that every 30 seconds was a near miss accident that we miracuously avoided. The streets are full of cars, trucks, motorcycles, and of course autorickshaws, all fighting to get to the front of the pack, ignoring any form of orderly driving. Simply put, the streets seemed like madness to me. That said India was full of lots of excellent handmade crafts of varying degrees of quality. However, some shop keepers and street vendors don't know how to stop pushing their goods on you, when you are obviously disinterested. This made for some interesting situations. Outside of Bangalore I visited the city of Mysore, where I saw a traditional Hindu temple, The original Leela Palace, and the Mysore Palace.