Mysore's famous tuskers
So, after our unexpectedly adventurous first day in Mysore (or rather outside of Mysore) we settled in for a proper Dasara on the last day there.
We were supposed to head out to Chamundi Hill in the morning, but with 7 of us, it took us so long to get out of the hotel that there was no way we had time to go to see the temple and the Nandi Bull and still make it to the parade. Instead we made arrangements through Aslam's friend to buy scalped tickets to the sold out Jamoo Saravi parade (for ~2.5 times the original price but he managed to get the kids in for free so, in the end, we didn't come out too far from what we would have paid). Aslam dropped us off at about 10:30am and said it would start in an hour. There was some confusion on where we could sit, but after realizing we were in the wrong seats, we ended up with our pick of front row seats, among the first to arrive. That we had such good choice of seats turned out not to be so surprising since the parade didn't actually start until 2:15pm and we had a long, long wait in a fenced-in area.
We were supposed to head out to Chamundi Hill in the morning, but with 7 of us, it took us so long to get out of the hotel that there was no way we had time to go to see the temple and the Nandi Bull and still make it to the parade. Instead we made arrangements through Aslam's friend to buy scalped tickets to the sold out Jamoo Saravi parade (for ~2.5 times the original price but he managed to get the kids in for free so, in the end, we didn't come out too far from what we would have paid). Aslam dropped us off at about 10:30am and said it would start in an hour. There was some confusion on where we could sit, but after realizing we were in the wrong seats, we ended up with our pick of front row seats, among the first to arrive. That we had such good choice of seats turned out not to be so surprising since the parade didn't actually start until 2:15pm and we had a long, long wait in a fenced-in area.