It was yet another weekend, but with a difference.Somanathapura by Srihari: We were there with our tickets. But, Barry was blessed this time around. Although he had to leave his footgear, he was to traverse inside the palace.
Culture, Heritage, Wodeyars, the pre 1897 wooden palace, the post 1897 palace which stands to this day, administration, Glass paintings, Teak and Rose wood carvings, Ivory inlay work of the doors, Frescos and Murals, Oil-paintings which were full of life, The Ivory, Silver and Sandal wood caskets, not to mention the 'Mysore Dasara', the richness, pomp and vigor....
Our debate on whether the stone structure was a Leopard, Jaguar, Cheetah, Lioness, Tiger, Mouse, Dog, Elephant, is still open. We met a friendly cop, who tried explaining us the 3D effect of the saree in the oil painting, using his indifferent n smattering gibberish.
It was those huge dressing mirrors which caught my attention, and in no time Barry and Srihari had known. There were tens of them we came across later, and neither of them missed the opportunity, they had utilized it! There were a few idols, gifted to the Wodeyars, which had description in French, which Barry managed to read it out for us. While we had Kites, Parrot, Peacock and Eagles engraved n carved, we had 'SreeHorry the Bird-Watcher', for our rescue.
All of us were totally engrossed, in the splendid structure that made us spell bound. It was closing time already, and a few quick shots, until we were chased out.
The famous one being, Barry with 'Use Me', and not to mention Mysore Palace. ;-)
We also managed to get hold of a Digicam illiterate, and, managed a 'click' for us. :-)
St.Philomena's Church
It was time for us to turn taciturn. Barry introduced us to the funct, the design and architecture of the church, a comparative study with those back home, Spire and the most interesting of all the Catacombs.
BTW, "Girish, did some one knock back from behind the walls, at the Catacomb?”
Chequered flag
We were at Karanji Lake in no time, with Chandu, being a beacon, all the way back. I had thus safely dropped all the 4 prized souls around the cockpit, near Srihari's SIX wheeler. We bumped into an overtly 'cautious’ and 'concerned' guard here; and It was time they took SH17 and me MG road back home, post an allocution round. ;-)
On the way back, it was Barry's turn to sleep, although a horizontal one wouldn't have been achieved. ;-)
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Reading this blog refreshed my memory (which is very bad) and gave me the pleasure of re-visiting mysore in 5 mins!!.
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