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Travel Blogs from Chennai (Madras)
From India to Ethiopia
... When I landed in Chennai, the aerobridge looked dilapidated, the rubber matting was dirty and torn and the airport looked very run down compared to Addis and Dubai airports. As soon as I stepped outside the airport I saw empty Lay’s chips packets, discarded paper cups, empty Aquafina bottles and other litter. The ancient Ambassador taxi without any shock absorbers bounced over pot holes and the driver honked all the way through to home even though it was 3:15am in the night. I was back in insane ...
More Chennai pleasures
... The basilica is built over the tomb of St. Thomas.
We end with a walk on a pretty crowed Marine Beach, where Chris found the swimming club where he used to swim, during the time that his work brought him to Chennai a few times every year.
We were invited for three lovely dinners. The first night at Jonathan Gnanadason's home, who in 1989 helped me to ...
K oceanu
Dnes po robote (ved je len sobota), som sa vybral s fotakom smerom k oceanu. Cestou tam som sa snazil najst cestu cez male ulicky. Od miesta kde byvam je ocean asi 1 kilometer vzdusnou ciarou. Z kancelarie ho je mozne vidiet. Ale je jedna vec vidiet ho a druha byt schopny sa k nemu dostat. Ale nakoniec som sa pred zapadom dostal az na plaz. Opat som stretol vela zaujimavych ludi po ceste tam a spat.
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Rickshaw Mania
... with utensils he’d have to kick us out (joking of course…well I hope he was joking).
After finishing our lunch, which was extremely cheap (we ate sooooo much food it was unbelievable, and it turns out we only paid ten dollars each, which is insane to me), we went to a mall just to look around. I was surprised to see how many fast food places there were: Dominos, KFC, McDonalds, etc. were all there, and none of them served beef products because the Hindus ...
Chennais madras
... of the train.
A young lad who was selling infaltable pillows particularly impressed me. What started off at 120 rupee quickly became 50 but his friendly, but persistent demeanour go the btter of a few fellow passengers...but the images of a cheap, inflatable, indian pillow blowing up in my face in the middle of the night got the better of my judgemenet and a declined the sale.
I thoroughly enjoyed the mix of reading, writing, music nad (of course) ...