Mysore Mama

I just called my sister Joy. I was really nice to surprise her. We didn’t talk that long and I left out all the details that would really interest her. The food is awesome, and of course cheap. Mike and I had dinner last night for about one dollar and eighty cents, including tip. I am already trying to figure out where I can eat when I get back home. In the meantime Mike and I are going to take some cooking classes so that we can have you all over for a taste of India. Practice was very early this morning. I was up and out the door by 4:30am. It was a packed led class. It reminded me of Wake Up Yoga in the dead of winter, just when you think one more person can’t fit, Sharath would find them a place. Practice was good again today. I have escaped the “bad lady” label so far, but this morning during a very slow Uth Pluthi I was singled out “don’t cheat.” It’s hard! Mike took the train into Bangalore this morning to get some camera stuff worked out, so I am on my own for the day. The pictures I am posting today were actually taken a few days ago. Mike and I were walking home from lunch and stumbled on some boys playing a makeshift game of cricket. They even let Mike take a turn at bat mistaking him for an Australian all star.