I arrived in Mysore with a big fluffy India love glow. I went straight to my hostel which opened only 2 weeks ago and was beautiful (the blog picture). A couple of hours later my good friend Stretch arrived with hugs and birthday presents (yay).
We went for a wander and my bubble burst what with being in a city rather than a beach or countryside. I’ve known all along I want to spend less time in cities and more time in mountains and beautiful places. On our walk we were befriended by someone who took us to a shop that made incense and oil. I was gutted as I have no sense of smell but on the other hand it gave us a very good excuse to leave. Stretch bought 54 rose incense sticks which turned out to be 22 sticks when we unwrapped them – annoying. On the way back a kid about 15 would not leave us alone, asking us loads of questions and eventually left us after I shouted at him for touching me inappropriately. Mysore is testing my patience.
The next day we climbed over 1000 steps up to Chamundi Hill (more a mountain than a hill I must add).
This was fun, it was a great workout and we were gifted with this beautiful temple at the top.
Shortly after taking this picture I was then chased by a very scary monkey.
The saving grace for Mysore is when we returned to our hostel we heard some incredible singing. An English guy had brought a travel guitar with him (never seen one of those before) and was singing some of his songs. I had a sing song and the evening organically turned into a musical sharing session. About 12 of us sat on the balcony, with candle light singing, some with guitar some accapella, I even tought them an African round. It was such a gorgeous evening – lovely group of people.
I totally wasn’t feeling Mysore so mysore-gestion was to move on to Coorg – known as the Scotland of India where we can do some lovely walks.
So we got the bus today and on the way the bus driver gave me some cucumber – things are on the up!
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We look forward to reading your blog,so are do proud of your achievements you have made in your life.
Miss you loads.
Xxxxxxx
Thanks mumma bear x
Thank you for my visit to Mysore – perhaps if/when we go one day we’d leave it out of our itinerary. But the musical evening sounds delightful. Something to forever-remember.
Keep going! Take us to the hills!
The hostel very much made our trip to Mysore, it is a very special place! Onwards to the hills ☺
Hey lovely,
I love your blog and all that you write brought the memories flooding back! The cities are definitely trying. Love you. xxx
Ah thanks lovely. I will try cities for sure, there are only so many mountains one can climb 🙂 Love you right back x
Wonderful! Please keep going and take us with you. We catch sight through your eyes of a world that is packed with new things. You make us feel incredibly small-town provincial!
Spent some time with your successor last week, over coffee in D. Halls, talking over this year’s possibilities for Festival. Maybe L.S. on ‘ My Travels in India’ talk, one day?
That sounds like a great idea Maurice… if I manage to leave India that is! I hope everything with the festival is going smoothly. Take care!