After three days in Bangalore working a little (which I already played ...) we have taken our samosas, our little train and in a jiffy we are already in the city of Mysore. That if when we were arriving I have seen from the window a few Cows and sheep tuned in phosphor colors: pink, yellow, orange ... Lety didn't believe it until she has seen it with her own eyes! Then they would explain to us that they dye the animals one day a year for a holiday, and that also serves to kill all parasites have But we have not come here to see animals (or if? Look below ...) but to see the famous City palace.
Mysore is not a particularly beautiful city to visit. Walking through its streets is not mega nice, however we are soooo happy to have come. And the fault is with him Mysore Palace. At first glance it looks like a palace more, okay, quite big that yes ... but the treasure is inside! The two durbar rooms, where the maharaja met with his dignitaries and with the rest of the people watching, they are priceless! It is a true sight gift. Definitely one of the most impressive things we have seen during the trip. We will not reveal more, in fact you can not even take photos, so the ones we put are from the official website of the site. If you want to know more, come!
photos taken from www.mysorepalace.gov.in
If its streets are not pleasant, walk the Devaraja market Yes it is. The stands are grouped depending on whether they sell fruits (they are also grouped depending on the fruit! Bananas, coconuts ...), floral offerings, incenses and perfumes, colored powders, necklaces, etc. Then you can find other places where at 30 degrees you are selling coats and wool sweaters. And here it is also winter!
After hitting us a pizza binge and listening for the umpteenth time to a tuctuc driver selling us the excursion to a market where they make cigarettes, incenses, which is not touristy, blah blah, and that can also take us to a coffe shop (Amsterdam style , textual words) we are heading to the Sta Philomena Cathedral, surrounded by schools and children playing. Here we saw the most “flabby” sheep in the world!
Little more we had to visit. We leave for the next day the climb to the Chamundi hill, that in theory we would walk down its more than 1,000 steps. However, neither of us were too inspired that morning, so we went back to the city and ended the day walking towards the hotel, crossing lots of mosques, candy stores (a must stop to refuel gulabs jamun), scenes peculiar, sadus, boring bus drivers very majetes ... We catch the backpacks and the station, on the way to our last destination of the first stage in India!
How to get?
From Bangalore we caught a train at 11.30 that took us here in less than 3 hours. In second class, but with numbered seats it cost us INR 80 per head. From the train station to our hotel zone a tuctuc costs about INR 30.
Where to sleep?
We did it at the MTR Residency
Visits
- Palace. Entry costs 250 INR, we try to get a student discount even talking to the principal, but nothing. You enter through the south gate and in theory you also exit there, but we went out through the north, which had a half-open door. The grounds of the gardens are free, but the best thing is inside the palace, you have to leave the camera and shoes for free in different places. The price includes an audio guide that is not very heavy (even if an Argentine speaks, recognize that they are tired idiots! With all the love: P).
- Chamundi Hill: he catches bus 201 at the city bus station. Cost INR 30 and leave it up completely. To get off we did it in another busier bus, without AC but that does the same route for half the price. To enter the temple you have to pay 100 INR, we did not.
