If my father is reading this, he will be very disappointed that I ate at McDonalds. We started our trip at 6:30 AM and neither of us ate breakfast, so by the time we were a couple of hours into it, we were hungry. The road to Mysore is much more modern than a few year ago, but it is still flooded with tiny town after tiny town. And it is unsafe to eat from unknown establishments because of the water and food preparations, so McD's it is.
But back to one of my fundamentals here - EVERYTHING is Indian. Oh, and they don't have a breakfast menu. So my choices were all sorts of Indian sandwiches and wraps. I chose fries.
I loved these tiny towns - lots of homes made out of sticks and straw (huts). Many were very run down. But all had cows and dogs everywhere. Almost every front yard had a cow. The towns are all farming towns, so you could see beautiful fields everywhere. And really no tractors - everything was manual using bulls to pull the equipment. So amazing to see.
And the other remarkable thing... guess what? India has school on Saturdays. So kids, think about that. SIX days of school.
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