The Royal Regency
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
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Travel Blogs from Chennai (Madras)
... did that ever taste great! I'll get to missing western things shortly..
Chennai is pretty awesome actually. It is the 4th biggest city and fairly clean compared to most places we have been. We noticed a temperature difference immediately when we stepped outside the airport at 1am. It is quite humid, but it actually feels great compared to the cold and rainy Varanasi with muddy/cow dung filled streets with sewage running into the streets ...
... authentic cuisine in such great company. Following dinner Vijiy invited us over to her house where we met her eldest son and mother for the first time and reacquainted ourselves with her husband and youngest son. The family were so hospitable and made us feel very welcome - thank you again Vijiy! Finally back at chez Sabari and all feeling ready for a good sleep before our final two tests tomorrow - it almost feels like being back at uni and taking final exams ...
... floor with scores of small horses. There is an audience, and we can hear the now familiar sound of Lion Dance drumming, but can't see the lion, until we locate him on an upper level at a shop. Dianne finds the Kenko Fish spa, and in the spirit of trying something new, signs up for a RM38 half hour session of dangling her feet and lower legs in a fishpond with schools of small catfish which are supposed to chew the dead skin and leave the ...
... the activity through my window. The cement mixer was close enough to my room for me to have touched it. And I had the ONLY room in the entire hotel that was facing this construction site. I was originally given a room way in the back, which would have protected me from the noise. But I insisted on having a room with a bathroom in it, and the only available room with a bathroom was that one in the front of the building. I took it because I didn’t feel ...
The bars in the window are blue. A hot breeze blasts my face, as we hurtle through the near-desertscape.
Made it up in time for the 6.45 to Chennai. All you curry fans will know this town by the more familiar name of Madras.
The landscape en route is mostly parched scrub. Prickly green bushes eek out a modest living on the dusty soil.
Now there are rice fields - post-harvest, a golden stubble, earth baked ...