A brief photo swing through the rest of me and Erin’s adventures in Mysore:
Buying some vada (fried lentil flour donuts) at the bazaar:
Me and the beautiful and fascinating Mysore Palace. An over-the-top mixture of Anglican and Indian styles, the inside halls are richly decorated with everything from murals on the ceiling to guilded gold doors to tilework with inlaid semi-precious stones:
There were — why not? — elephant rides going on next to the palace, so Erin and I did one. It was way fun. At the risk of stating the obvious, elephants are really, really big. You feel like you’re at a low flight level from up there.
And then we went to some gardens outside Mysore, and I decided to take an entirely too pretentious pose, considering that that skirt now has holes and I haven’t worn makeup in 3 months: