Last weekend I went to
Mysore, a Karnatakan city which is famous for its palace and gardens. The
Mysore Palace was disappointing and they never mentioned what was so great about these Mysore kings. But here I am anyway:

Of particular note, at least for me, the autos look different in Karnataka:

And for the most part, the auto drivers and other street purveyors are a lot more pushy, but that couldn’ve been because I was staying close to the palace. But I did find one really nice driver, Shiva:

who took me to the
Chamundeshwari Temple, which is situated in the hills around Mysore. It was a lovely drive up the hills:

and Shiva took time to stop and talk:

The temple is gorgeous both inside and out:



I was even able to go inside and see the god, which was an incredible experience:

Around the temple is a lively market which was fun to walk around:

The monkeys harass you for your snacks, but they look super cute:

Next Shiva took me to the
Mysore Nandi. This particular Nandi was even more impressive to me than the temple:

Around Nandi was another little market where I bought and drank some cane juice. I loved watching the machine squeeze all the juice out of the cane:

And I was struck at how every Indian experience ends with a treat!
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