“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.” – Martin Buber
After seeing Chamundi Hill, we went back down to the center of town. We headed to a non-vegetarian restaurant to have lunch. The restaurant was part of a hotel, and the food was really good.
Next, we found ourselves in the Mysore Palace. While the complex itself isn’t huge, the palace is nonetheless stunning. From the outside, it didn’t take my breath away. Going inside was another story. Walls were intricately designed, with paintings done commemorating some of the historical events. Doors made of hardwood were ornately carved, and humongous mirrors made of silver were abound. Look up along the corridor and you would see the Indian arches and its many curves. A portion of the palace also had ceilings made of stained glass. Who wouldn’t be in awe?
From the palace, we proceeded to a waterfall a few kilometers from town. Locals were enjoying themselves in the water. Even old women in their sarees were dipping into the water. It was fun to watch them, honestly.
Finally, we headed to the Brindavan Gardens. The garden was manicured, but it was small. There were a lot of people lying on the grass when the rain suddenly poured. Everyone rushed to the shed. My friends and I braved the rain after a few minutes of waiting, and off we were back to Bangalore.
Until next time. Happy travels!