It's hard to get a sense of proportion here, but the elephants are life size.
Many of the temples are shallow caves carved right into the granite. Others are partially carved out of the rock with pillars, and huge slab roofs, or dry fit stone walls.
A person could wander for hours through this maze of sculptures, climbing around on steps carved into the steeper inclines. The whole area is open to the public with no restrictions. You can see where countless hands have touched this cow being milked, where people can sit on the calf and have their picture taken.
I don't know the reason, but this balancing rock was placed here by one of the gods (Shiva I believe). The story goes the British where concerned that it was a safety hazard and attempted to pull it down with a team of elephants, but were unable to do so.
Mamallapuram gets it's share of tourists and is also full of stone carvers who want to sell you intricate nick knacks. These guys can be very insistent and follow you around, acting as a guide with the expectation that you will buy something. They think all Americans are rich. After I couldn't shake a young man, I finally got stern and told him to go find some other rich American. That seemed to work. I couldn't resist taking a photo of this mother & youngster who where hanging out on a large transformer tower.
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