I laughed when I realized that I was making it too complicated, especially with my California accent and all. Then Ravi, believe it or not Ravi Shankar, there are many in India, and they do not all play the sitar, said to me that I might need a little help getting on that bus, pointing to a line of about 100 adults and kids cramming onto the Chamundi bus! Whoa now! Ravi offered to go with me to Chamundi Hills because he had nothing better to do as he was also a tourist visiting from Bangalore. Being incredibly lonely, I accepted his offer. Of course, we missed that bus but it wasn't long before another bus to Chamundi came along. "Just get behind me and don't you mind the pushing and shoving", Ravi said.
The view of Mysore from Chamundi Hills. Yep, smog.
So that brings me to the present and Eileen and I going to Chamundi Hills. Of course, it was my 4th time there, and I was still looking forward to walking down the 1000 steps! However, Eileen's knee was bothering her that day and we knew that if we walked down those 1000 steps, I might be carrying her the rest of the time in India so we took a rickshaw instead. Our rickshaw drivers name was Samir, a very nice man indeed. He gave us a cool tour of Mysore Hills as well, and told us, "India is like an outdoor zoo!" Yes, indeed. Samir shows us a sandlewood tree.This is a male monkey but I had to edit because he was just a little too excited to see us!After I gave some snacks to this cow, she rewarded me with a head ram to my arse and slimed me with her nose as well! Hmmmpfhhhh!I had to holler out to Eileen because this monkey was jumping up trying to get her snacks. Notice a little calf is also following her around. I can't remember what that plant is called, but the pods taste and look like little peas. I ate some too! They are quite yummy. Mona probably knows what they are....
A fun little band and procession on Chamundi Hills. At the end of the video hear my relief as I find Eileen who I lost for a minute or two!
The view from our hotel near Mysore Palace, and finally, have you ever heard the Muslim call to prayer? Well now's your chance! Sorry, it was really dark but you can hear the singing, or prayers just fine....I want to point out that the first time I heard this in 2002, waking me up at 5:30 am from this very hotel, I was scared to death. I had no idea what the hell it was! I think you will agree it is both haunting and lovely at the same time. (I really should learn to shut up when I take videos, bla bla bla!)
Have a lovely day!