We’ve been here in Mysore for about a week now. Staying in this hotel that feels like a little oasis. Every day I’ve been walking to the local gym (they actually have a Golds’ Gym here). I work out with a trainer there. He asked “what are your goals here?” I answered, “I don’t want my wife laughing at me”. I kept a straight face, he looked puzzled.
We take a motorized 3-wheeled rickshaw to the area Annie will be taking yoga and she goes for a 2+ hr hot oil massage (given by two young girls)… and come back for an early diner – there’s also an American Subway diner here… tuna sandwiches on American bread. We feel so at home.
At our hotel I get to play with some locals… the management asked if I’d like to do balloons at their New Years Eve party – no mention getting paid or having the room discounted or comp’ed… just that they’ll give me “permission”. How can
I say “No”
