The Mango Mountains
Having left the hotel in Mysore we headed north.
Along the roadside were serried ranks of fruit sellers, each with pyramids of fresh ripe mangos on their carts.
With so much competition, the vendors were signalling passing traffic to stop and buy.
Using the excuse of it being a good idea to stretch our legs, we decided to make a brief stop
Incredibly sweet, beautifully ripe and dripping with juice: they were delicious.
It took almost a full bottle of mineral water to clear the stickiness from my hands!