India is all about festivals, and today there was a big parade at the Mysore Palace to celebrate Dasara, a major event in the Hindu calendar. I didn't actually get to watch the festivities, because after an intense yoga practice, sitting in the sun for hours on end and being jostled by a mob of people wasn't particularly appealing, so I gave up and went home before the whole shabang actually got started. I did get to see the elephants dressed up and painted however, and I got this rather charming photo of their bums, with a nice backdrop of cotton candy clouds floating through the sky. (Unfortunately these clouds weren't helping keep the sun off of our seating area...) The elephants were really all I wanted to see, so mission accomplished.
Yesterday was also an important day of the Dasara festival (it runs for nine nights and ten days) and there were decorated rickshaws, cars, buses and motorcycles zipping all over town, trailing flower petals and banana leaves in the breeze.
I love the fact that vehicles get blessings too!
Another noteworthy tidbit of my day yesterday: I arrived at the coconut stand quite early and had the opportunity to watch Guru, the expert coco-opener of Gokulam, lighting incense and doing his morning prayers to Ganesha. Watching someone communicating with God (in whatever faith or manifestation) is pretty powerful; devotion is a beautiful thing to observe.