A short drive through the Srirangapatnan Fort and then to the summer palace of the raj- Varia Dulat Bagh. We could have been in Iran- the art and architecture of this place was completely Persian. Another drive-by of the Gumbaz Mausoleum of Tipu Sultan and his father, Hider Ali.
Then it was off for a 4 hour, very hot, very sweaty, very bumpy bus ride. The bus driver got lost in Bangalore- so we got a nice tour through the city. It was like all Indian cities- very chaotic- traffic and people and cows- and a lot of places to get computer training.
The airport was actually quite nice- not crazed like most third world countries and we hopped on our 737 for a 23-minute flight to Madras. We reached our cruising altitude for all of 2 minutes- then headed back down. In the 23-minute flight, they managed to serve a sandwich and cake and drinks!
Then it was off for a 4 hour, very hot, very sweaty, very bumpy bus ride. The bus driver got lost in Bangalore- so we got a nice tour through the city. It was like all Indian cities- very chaotic- traffic and people and cows- and a lot of places to get computer training.
The airport was actually quite nice- not crazed like most third world countries and we hopped on our 737 for a 23-minute flight to Madras. We reached our cruising altitude for all of 2 minutes- then headed back down. In the 23-minute flight, they managed to serve a sandwich and cake and drinks!
Another hour and a half- through Madras to the beach town of Mahabalipuram, the chief harbor for the Allavas Kingdom some 1200 ears ago. We were at a beautiful little beach resort about 5 km out of town- room with A/C and mosquito netting and a wonderful dinner outside.
A note:
Don’t use straws for your drinks. One of our tour group saw the used straws being collected from the dirt- to be washed and reused. After all of our paranoia about washing our hands and eating only veggies, this could be a quick way to get really sick!
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