Mysore Excursion with the Grundys--Oct 2016

Mysore is primarily a tourist destination located about 3 1/2 hours south of Bangalore.

We first saw the Sri Ranganatha-swamy
Hindu temple at the end of a street lined with vendors of souvenirs of all sorts.

Elder Grundy joins in song with a street singer...

This is the Dasara Festival. Buses are decorated as part of the festival to show people's thankfulness for transportation to Mysore.

We first visited the summer palace grounds.
The guide had a thick accent and we thought he said that the obelisk at the top right of this photo was a "Prison House". We thought it was a pretty small prison and that it might get hot inside. Then we realized he was saying "Pidgeon House" where the mail pigeons would gather an leave with the mail.
The palace is made primarily of teakwood. It is in remarkably good  condition after over 230 years.

Sister Pam Grundy and Sister Darla Newton

This is the access to the river at the back edge of the summer palace grounds.

Here is where people gathered to fetch water, wash clothes and bathe.

Then it was off to the Mysore Palace grounds.
A guy found us who had VIP tickets into the Palace Grounds Review Area. Such a deal! We could see some covered bleachers!!

We could imagine ourselves lounging in chairs in the shade... leisurely sipping cool water and waiting for the decorated elephants and a chance to see the Maharaja of Mysore.

Little did we realize that we would be in the hot sun with 5,000 of our best friends struggling to get a glimpse of an elephant or anything else except the back of the head of the person in front of us!

At last some movement...
elephants and a band began to play.

More elephants...



More police presence...

In a few minutes they were gone...

Then somebody important...we are not sure if it was the Maharaja, the Chief Minister of Communications, or who. The crowd goes wild!!

Then there is a drop or two of rain...nice.

It starts to cool down.

Then it starts to rain pretty steadily.

Not too bad. Still better than that steamy hot weather...

Now it is starting to get serious about dumping some REAL water...

People break out  the umbrellas...

Then the RAIN CAME IN HUGE BUCKETS---It rained "pitchforks and hammer handles" for about two hours!! People put their chairs on their heads to shield them from the onslaught of water!

Some people got pretty creative...

Like this policeman who used a sign tipped up to hold back the water...

Others just crawled under the bleachers and hid for a time.

By now I am sure the elephants are thinking to themselves... "Don't you guys know when to get in out of the rain? I could very well get chaffed here"

It rained and it rained...

I think I saw some guy named "Noah" head for the gate mumbling something about needing to tie down an ark...

The rain continued...

The parade mushed on...

and

We headed for the gate!

After a brief but poignant 
discussion with the police, who would not let us out of the gate, we found an auto and crammed five adults into it and found our van.

The drowned rats make it back to the hotel...

But not without a challenge getting on to the hotel grounds by foot because the van could not get there...

We had a lot of fun with Elder and Sister Grundy; we would have been lost in the crowd and drowned without them!!

It took three days to dry out our shoes.

Mysore palace and other sites at night...

A giant Ganesh statue along the road.






















The Maharaja 
and Queen of Rajahmundry...in exile at Mysore.

On the way home we stopped at a giant Banyan tree that covers three acres.

It is also called the Monkey Tree because so many monkey families live here.