Idle musings

My wife and I were in Mysuru from 20-Jan-2018 to 22-Jan-2018 to attend a friend's wedding. We visited the sand museum and the sea shell museum. My impressions on these places and Mysuru in general are shared in this blog post. We caught a regular KSRTC bus to Mysuru at 10 a.m. Our driver believed in the "horn and drive" philosophy. Every time he changed lanes to overtake, he would blow the horn, put his hand out to indicate and then overtake. If we were sitting in the middle rows of the bus, I might have applauded his caution. As it transpired, we were in the second row. The blare of the horn constantly assailed our eardrums ! "I feel like I am in an ambulance !", quipped my wife. "If the noise continues, I will have a heart attack and then this may become an ambulance !", I remarked ! Near Srirangapatna, our road was blocked. A tractor with a trailer overloaded with sugarcane had toppled. "This must have happened just now. Look, a wheel is s