We arrived into Mysore after taking a local bus from Madikeri, despite the bus not being what you’d expect in terms of Western standards, the journey went smoothly and we arrived into Mysore on time. From the outset, you could tell that Mysore is a city that is far more catered to tourism compared to Bangalore.
We dumped our bags at our nice, cheap hotel which had questionable marks in the bathroom and headed out to the Devraja Market. The market sold a whole range of items but primarily comprised of fruits/veg, dyes and incense. As it was more of a local produce market the stall holders weren’t as pushy with tourists and we could walk about without being hassled too much. A local boy who knew of Byron Bay and Glastonbury festival invited us into his stall to show us how to make incense sticks, we were a bit wary at first suspecting he may be trying to make us pay for something we didn’t want but it turned out completely fine in the end.
The following day we took a bus to Chamundi Hill on the outskirts of the city to get a view of Mysore. As we took the local bus instead of paying for a tuk tuk we decided we deserved some froffies so spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing. Between 7-7.30pm each Sunday evening the Royal Palace of Mysore switch on the lights around the building and let people into the grounds for free so we headed to that in the evening. The building was pretty spectacular even without the lights turned on. Just as we were trying to make an exit to grab an ice cream from the supermarket to end the night, we of course get mobbed by a load of kids asking for selfies and wanting to chat.
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