Chamundi hill is one of Mysore's most famous landmarks. Legend has it that the goddess Chamundeswari killed the demon-ruler of Mysore, Mahishasura, here. There is a temple for her at the top of the hill in which she is apparently wearing a beautiful garland of skulls.
A lot of people go to Chamundi hill to exercise. There are 1000 steps to the top, which is like thirty minutes on the stair master plus street vendors and statues. 
About half way up you can get "sugar cane juice." The stack of sticks to the left is a pile of sugar cane. The guy in the blue shirt crams the sticks through the hand turned press to squeeze out the juice, then mixes it with water from the jugs behind the stand. Paul and I didn't know about the jug part and drank a bunch of sugar cane juice. It was delicious and no, we didn't die. 
Mysore in the background. My house is north, to the right of my head, and JSS Hospital, where I work, is to the left. 
Mahishasura, me, and Paul. 
Instead of walking back down we took this bus. Points for decorations, no points for prudence. That thing careened down the hill; no brakes, just honking. 
No comments:
Post a Comment