Mysore: palace, kids, head bobbles, zoo

Bret, Ronnie and I spent the weekend in Mysore. It's a lovely small city with an unfortunate name. There's a beautiful and well-kept (no shoes allowed inside!) palace, a colorful market, and a great zoo. We spent lots of time in the market, where Bret and Ronnie tested out dozens of perfumed oils while I hung out with some cute kids and scolded them for not going to school.

If I give you a pen, will you go to school on Monday?

After a long day in the sun, we headed to Parklane restaurant. They let us in the doors two minutes before opening time; when we looked around at 11:30pm and realized we were the only table left, we headed home in an autorikshaw.







Since the guys were jealous of how well I've mastered the Indian head bobble, they tried to work on their skills, but with only a little success: