Chennai, formally Madras after the arse-splitting curry, was a great place to stop and take in a bit of culture....and food.
We walked for miles, got lost a couple of times - to be fair which is most unlike me when armed with a map - and found ourselves on the beach. It seems half the city's 7m inhabitants were spending their Sunday afternoon taking turns to be Dravid or Tendulkar. Those not involved - fishermen - were too busy casting their nets....and by that we mean deficating the beach with their scraggy yellow turds!
Explored the portside, where everything from iPods to hairdriers are freely available - guess they just wash up on the dockside eh - at discount prices! Very tempting to part with wads of this silly cash but manged to stand firm. Splashed out on some leather sandals instead at a bargain 1 pound fifty!
Exploring the streets on foot, as usual, and taken a shining to the fresh fruit juices concocted roadside. Very "fresh"! Just as are the spicy dishes that make waking up in the morning something not worth looking forward to!
Lieve Marit,
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Rudi en Dineke
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