Chennai district

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  • Day59

    Whistle Stop Tour of Chennai

    January 16 in India ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    In the morning we got up and packed for our final journey in India. We started the day with yummy Egg Dosa and then jumped on our train to Chennai where we met Matty and Anna again! The train was empty the whole way so we were able to take the window seat and chill for the 4 hours.

    When we arrived we went straight to our hotel, had a bit of a back and forth with the owner with regards to the cost of our booking due to added taxes but eventually we paid the amount we set out to pay. All four of us freshened up in our room for a while before heading out for lunch. As always we chose the most busy looking restaurant and just pointed until we got what we wanted 😂

    After dropping Matty and Anna off at their hotel we decided to split up and myself and Will headed on a local bus to Arulmigu Sri Parthasarathy perumal Temple Divyadesam and then to the beach. I must admit after being on the bus and the walk to the beach I was done with Chennai. Of what I had seen so far the city was really dirty, smelly and with huge piles of litter everywhere. Finally we got to the beach and wow it was huge!! It's actually the longest beach in the country with a distance of 3.7 miles and it was packed due to it being the festival of Pongal.

    At about 5:30pm we met up with Imran, a couch surfer host. He picked us up in his car and drove us first to the lighthouse to see the city view of Chennai, Santhome Church and then Usman Road which had the biggest jewellers I had ever seen, some buildings were 10 floors high!

    For dinner he took us to Murugan Idli shop where we tried Idli, Onion Oothappam Ghee Masala and finally filtered coffee. It was the best Idli we had in India! Super yummy.

    We then went on a little drive and listened to Tamil and Hindi music, including a tamil rock song! We drove to 10 Downing Street for a drink, but it was closed! I was gutted as Imran said it was free drinks for ladies on a Wed! Then we tried Bike and Barrel, which was also closed. We then realised there was a ban on alcohol for the festival. 😯 Ah well, instead we went to try Sweet Pan which is a local digestive and mouth freshener before he dropped us back at the hotel.

    I wish I'd known more about Couch Surfing before we came out, it's such a great way of meeting locals!!!
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  • Day61

    An Extra Long Day To Myanmar

    January 18 in India ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Today is our final day in Chennai and as we hadn't had a real bed in a while and check out at the hotel wasn't till 12pm we made the most of it and just lounged about, got our bags airport ready and then checked out. We had a few hours to kill but hoebstly there isn't anything to see or do in Chennai so we just ate a biryani, went to a juice place where I had a fruit salad and Will had a date and vanilla ice cream shake and we just sat and read for a while until we were falling asleep at our seat. We went to the airport early so that we could just sit there instead. There were various methods we could have taken but we decided to take the 1 year old metro line. Yesterday Imran told us that is still really clean, efficient and new because the locals don't want to take it, instead they all take the slightly cheaper local buses or trains. We didn't quite believe him as let's be honest no transport is actually empty in India... But wow, it actually was. When going down the esculator there was only the two of us until another family arrived a couple of minutes later.

    In half an hour we arrived at Chennai Airport with plenty of hours to spare, so we grabbed something to eat and then checked in. Luckily we ate before as once on the other side the choice was very limited and more expensive than in the UK!

    The flight was fine and we soon arrived in Bangkok at 2:30am where we found some chairs to sleep on before deciding our next move. To be honest I had some of the best sleep in a long time on the chairs. In the evening we have our flight to Yangon so we were contemplating going into town to sightsee but to be honest neither of us enjoyed Bangkok last time enough to go do a 2 hour return journey in,so we read our books ate and rested.

    At about 3pm we got the shuttle bus to DM Airport and it was loooong, but luckily AC'd.

    On arrival we charged our phones, had dinner and waited for the flight. When going to our gate it was absolute carnage. It was sweaty, hot and just a sauna of people with every square of floors and chairs covered with people. Air Asia had a few delayed flights... We went straight back up to the main section and found a seat there until last minute. Due to other delays ours was also delayed but luckly only by 20 mins.

    By the time we were in the air it was time to begin the descent with only an hour and 10 mins flight. And what a change. We had 20 mins to get through immigration, get cash and get to the bus stop for the last bus. Normally we would know it was impossible but we went for it anyway. Within 10 mins we were through!! We asked locals where the bus was and even a taxi driver and within 1 min we were waiting for the local bus. No scamming, nothing, just really smiley helpful people. We then jumped on a really modern bus with aircon and a local pointed put sights along the way. He was so sweet and even told the bus driver where we needed to get off so that he would stop for us. Within the hour we were checked checked in to our hostel and in bed. Absolutely amazing start to Yangon and our journey in Myanmar. Fingers crossed it stays this way, it could be our best month yet!
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  • Day125

    Oh wai, Chennai

    November 21, 2017 in India ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    Chennai, die Hauptstadt des Südens. Zwar bin ich vor meinem Flug auf die Andaman Islands nur einen Tag hier, aber ich dachte mir, so ein Hotel in Strandnähe kann ja nicht verkehrt sein.... Pustekuchen!

    Mein Hotel ist low budget und sieht leider auch genauso aus und der Strand ist wohl eher eine Fischfabrik.

    Voller Fischerboote- könnte ja ganz schön sein - leider aber auch voller Müll und Unrat.
    Von einem Spaziergang auf dem "Strandboulevard" ist ebenfalls abzuraten.
    Rechts der Stadtslum, links der Fischmarkt.
    Dieser besteht aus kleinen Bündchen oder auch nur ausgelegten Decken, auf denen jeglicher Fisch feil geboten wird. Der "Duft" der hier in der Luft liegt, lässt aber wohl auch den größten Fischliebhaber würgen.

    Der Tuktukfahrer, der mich in einen besseren Teil der Stadt bringen sollte, lässt mich sein Tuktuk fahren und macht dabei gefühlte 100 Selfies. Mit dem besseren Stadtteil hat es aber noch nicht ganz geklappt. Also mach ich mich zu Fuß auf zur katholischen St. Thome Cathedral. Bei meinem heutigen Glück geht hier aber gerade eine Beerdigung zuende und der Tote wird heraus getragen - im OFFENEN Sarg!

    Weiter zum Kapaleeshwarar Temple. Endlich mal ein Highlight! So einen bunten Temple hab ich in Indien bisher noch nicht gesehen 😊

    Mein nächster Tuktuk Fahrer fährt mit mir erstmal zur Tanke, bevor er mich an der großen Shoppingmall raus lässt. Bissl Burger King, bissl H&M und ab ins Kino.
    Zwar ist der Film auf Hindi, aber das ist trotzdem unterhaltsam. Vor allem, weil vor Filmbeginn die Nationalhymne gespielt wird und die Kinogäste dafür aufstehen sollen.

    Und zum goldenen Abschluss des Tages, auf der Suche nach etwas essbaren, sitze ich im Restaurant und studiere die Karte, da bleibt die Kellnerin/Inhaberin neben mir stehen, beobachtet mich und rülpst mich an 😅 ...da musste meine Restaurantsuche wohl oder übel weiter gehen.

    Jetzt freue mich nur noch auf bessere Zeiten im Paradies 😍
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  • Day83

    Lessons of gratitude

    August 10, 2018 in India ⋅ ⛅ 32 °C

    Today we leave India and fly to Sri Lanka, after about 7 weeks in total visiting a small part of such a huge and diverse country. This trip we have been trying to speak with Lila about gratitude and being thankful for the experiences we have as well as the ability to do so. India is such an interesting and beautiful country, but at the same time can be extremely intense and raw, both for the places and people you meet. It's a place where you are face to face with the realities of living in a society that can be unjust and unequal purely dependent on what family and where you were born. Being a female is a huge disadvantage, someone told us that people cry when they have a baby girl, knowing what a hard life this child will have.
    However we are told that things are changing and we are always amazed at the capacity of people here to do so much with not a lot. People have amazing determination, persistence and capacity...anything and everything is possible in India!
    We leave India and Lila is sick with a stomach thing. We are lucky we live in a place with safe drinking water and generally safe food. As well as pretty good access to health care.
    Thank you India, we are very thankful for the experiences we have had here :).
    Special thanks to Dov n Agar villages, Armitesh, Smita, Carla, Sashwat, the chai walas, Ganges river, doctors n pharmacists, the shoe cobbler in Delhi, Jaipur.
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  • Day81

    Last stop - Chennai

    August 8, 2018 in India ⋅ ⛅ 34 °C

    An overnight bus brought us to Chennai, which would be our last stop in India. We happened to arrive the day after a very famous Tamil Nadu politician died, so we had the strange pleasure of seeing this usually buzzing city with very little traffic and activity in the streets (which I assume is quite rare in Indian cities), as all shops, restaurants, services were closed for the day. We visited the beach at Chennai, took the very new and clean metro, did some shopping the next day and Lila tried on the very over the top party dresses.Read more

  • Day108


    April 1, 2018 in India ⋅ ⛅ 86 °F

    Notes from Chennai (formerly called Madras)

    India note # 1: India loves bureaucracy. As a former British colony, India fell in love with forms and stamps and approval letters and multiple documents, and layers and layers of supervision. Even after completing an exhausting application for visas last summer before the cruise even started, four of the staterooms onboard failed to receive an e-landing card from India immigration. Ours was one of the four. So we were told that we would simply have our visas hand-processed.


    At immigration station number 1, the uniformed immigration official didn’t know what to do with us, so he called his boss. The boss didn’t know what to do with us, so he called his boss. This boss couldn’t get his scanner to work and Glenda was kind enough to start trying to tell him what he needed to do to fix it. I don’t think he spoke English, but that didn’t stop Glenda. She kept at it.

    I avoided the temptation to ask her politely to shut up, because even if the boss had been able to get his scanner to work, it would not do us any good. The problem was that we did not have a landing card that could be scanned—even if equipment were working properly.

    I whispered, or I tried to whisper, “Glenda, for God’s sake, don’t start trying to play Nancy Drew right now!” He looked at Glenda funny, then asked me, “Who is Nancy Drew? That is not the name on this visa!” He finally stamped our document, signed it and sent us to the next station, telling us that there would be no problem.

    Yeah. Right.

    “Move here. No, here. Stand in line here. Now stop. Wait here. Now move over there. Wait. Now get in this line.” This whole process, complete with multiple bosses, was repeated 3 more times. Four times in all. The last boss was a big, heavy guy with a big black mustache, a sharp looking military uniform and 3 stars on his shoulder boards. I figured he must be a Lieutenant General. At some point in the process, it got funny. Glenda started laughing—not just tittering, but guffawing out loud. Hooting. I shushed her, and she laughed louder. I turned red and tried desperately to get her quiet, as visions of a hot, humid Indian prison danced in my head. She laughed so hard she had tears in her eyes. People were looking at us. I was dripping sweat and felt like I was about to die until I glanced up and saw that Lieutenant General Moustache was getting tickled too. I think they all thought that Glenda had, well, a problem. He stamped our landing cards, patted me on the shoulder while shaking his head, and we were on our way.

    The good news is that we get to do this 3 more times, once in Cochin, once in Goa, and once in Mumbai, because we still don’t have the right landing card.

    India note # 2: Cows are cool. If you die and come back as a cow in India, you wander around in people’s yards and the folks pat you on the rump and give you stuff to eat. They won’t kill you or eat you because you’re sacred. Altogether, not a bad deal. Just don’t come back as a cow in America. Cows don’t have as strong a labor union there.

    India note # 3: (Church wonk warning): St. Thomas is here. One of the main reasons I wanted to come to India was that I hoped to see some evidence of the Apostle Thomas (remember “doubting Thomas”?). I have known since seminary of a very strong oral tradition linking St. Thomas with India and the so-called Mar Thoma Church. The tradition holds that he arrived here in 52 AD and brought Christianity to India. I had hoped to see some traces of Thomas, but didn’t really expect to find any. Certainly Thomas was not high on the hit parade of any of my shipmates. However, five minutes after our bus left the port and entered downtown Chennai, we passed a big, white Catholic cathedral. Our guide pointed it out and said that it contains the grave of the Apostle Thomas. Bingo. For me, everything else we do in India is frosting on the cake. For me Thomas was the cake.

    India Note # 4: There is some really old stuff here. We drove to the seaside town of Mahabalipuram to see not just one, but a collection of Hindu temples that go back to the sixth century AD. This is genuinely old stuff—some of the oldest Hindu iconography in existence. We actually walked inside the Holy of Holies of the so-called Shore temple. Though the temple has been deconsecrated, I think there are still some venerable old spirits who call this place home. Oh yes, it just happens to be located on the seaside site of a first century port which appears on some old Roman maps.

    India note # 5: You gotta honk your horn constantly when you drive because there are no traffic lights. By the way, they drive on the wrong side of the road here. And there are lots of scooters carrying 3 or 4 people. But it’s cool. It works.

    India note # 6: (For adults only) Hawkers are very persistent. As you walk from the bus to—anywhere—some very nice, wonderful, but very poor people will walk alongside you, trying to sell you little statues of Buddha or Krishna, little necklaces or drawings or trinkets. They will always say that they sculpted or painted or wove the object themselves. Maybe they did, but I doubt it. One huckster of limited English skills, approached Glenda with a set of heavy cardboard circles, each beautifully painted and lacquered. If you folded the top down each showed a lovely picture of a different bird or animal. If you folded the bottom up, it showed one of the 245 sexual positions of the Kamasutra, some of which could be performed only by a contortionist. Glenda wasn’t sure that the salesman understood her English, but she looked him in the eye, put her hand on his shoulder and said in her sweetest Southern drawl, “Honey, I’m 66 years old, have a hip replacement and arthritis. Now, really, what do you think I’m going to do with this?”

    India note # 7: The people here are really nice. Over 90% are Hindus, which means that they are relaxed, non-violent vegetarians. Well, they are relaxed and non-violent once they stop driving and honking their horns. They smile at you, and they wave at your bus as you pass. Even the kids. Yeah, the beggars and the hawkers can be a bit aggressive, but they’re just trying to make a living too. I saw some young men at the temple. They saw my camera and I saw theirs, so we just smiled, then took each other’s photos, then laughed and waved as we parted. In spite of all the crowding and poverty, I think I like this place. It’s certainly not America, but for the people here it all somehow works.
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  • Day95


    July 27 in India ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Goodbye Africa-hello Asia.
    Endlich gehts auf einen neuen Kontinent. Afrika war anstrengend, unischer und mit viel Pech bestückt. Madagaskar jetzt zum Schluss hat es nicht besser gemacht- es war eher ein Reinfall (vor allem finanziell gesehen,aber auch mit der organisierten Tour hatten wir Pech...)

    Das erste Land auf dem asiatischen Kontinent ist Indien. Indien-das Land das wie eine dritte Heimat für mich geworden ist.
    Der erste Stopp ist Chennai im Bundesstaat Tamil Nadu. Auch wenn es nicht Kerala ist, habe ich mich direkt wohlgefühlt- irgendwo roch es nach Räucherstäbchen, das ständige Hupen, freundliche Personen, die nicht unbedingt Geld für eine Auskunft haben wollen: willkommen in Indien.
    Wir besorgen uns eine Sim-Karte, was für indische Verhältnisse diesmal erstaunlich einfach war (vor 4 Jahren habe ich 3-4 Wochen gebraucht) und noch indische Kleidung für die morgige Hochzeit. Auch dem ersten hinduistischen Tempel statten wir einen Besuch ab.

    Ich freue mich auf alles was in den nächsten Wochen kommt- erst mein Projekt besuchen, dann zum Taj Mahal und dann eine Rundreise durch Südostasien- Asien ist (noch?!) mein Lieblingskontinent!

    Indien geht richtig traditionell und hinduistisch los. Am Sonntag (28.07.2019) sind wir nämlich auf die Hochzeit von Basti's Masterarbeitskollege eingeladen. Er (Ram) ist Inder, kommt gebürtig aus Chennai, sie (Stephanie) ist Deutsche. Eine kirchliche Hochzeit in Deutschland wurde schon Ende Juni gefeiert, jetzt folgt die indische Hochzeit für die indische Familie. Auffällig ist sofort die kleine Menschenanzahl (40)- auf einer indischen Hochzeit finden sich meist so 1000 Menschen zusammen- was es allerdings auch schön familiär macht und für uns auch leichter in die Gruppe reinzukommen. Es waren echt super coole und nette Leute da mit denen wir uns richtig gut verstanden haben.
    Vor der eigentlichen Trauzeremonie mussten sich die beiden erst einmal mit Blumenketten “einfangen“ und die Braut den Hochzeitssari überreicht bekommen.
    Bei der Zeremonie gab es viele Bräuche/Traditionen die aufeinander folgten. Nicht mal die Inder selber wissen, wofür das gut ist- lassen es aber geduldig über sich ergehen. Erst werden gemeinsam Blumen in das “ewige“ Feuer geworfen, dann hängt der Mann der Frau die Ehekette um (in Inden trägt man keine Ringe). Natürlich werden auch Punkte verteilt- der rote farbige Punkt an der Stirn bedeutet verheiratet. Zusätzlich zur Ehekette werden der Braut Zehenringe angebracht, die ebenfalls zum Ausdruck bringen, dass man verheiratet ist.
    Um den beiden Glück zu wünschen wurden sie dann auch noch von uns Gästen mit Reis beworfen.
    Nachmittags wurden dann typisch indische Hochzeitsspiele gespielt: die beiden mussten sich gegenseitig “hübsch“ machen, sich vorsingen und um eine Kokosnuss kämpfen, um einige Beispiele zu nennen.
    Dann gab es eine traditionelle Geschenkübergabe: jeder musste einzeln zum Brautpaar und sein Geschenk überreichen. Zum Beweis wurde dann ein Foto geschossen.
    Am Ende der Feierlichkeiten gab es dann für die Gäste ein kleines Give-Away zurück.
    Es war ein wunderschöner Tag- traumhafte Location direkt am Meer, viel indisches Essen, hinduistische Bräuche und tolle Menschen...
    Ein super Start für das Abenteuer Indien!

    Am letzten Tag in Chennai lassen wir es gemütlich angehen, benutzen zum ersten Mal den Bus und schauen uns eine “europäische“ Shoppingmall an. Es gab dort wirklich fast nur europäische Läden (H&M, Nike, Adidas, Forever 21,...) mit europäischen Preisen.
    Sonst hat Chennai nicht wirklich viel zu bieten- eine indische Großsstadt mit lautem und chaotischem Verkehr eben :).
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  • Day1

    Chennai--our first day

    November 21, 2017 in India ⋅ ⛅ 82 °F

    We arrived in Chennai at 0100 AM on Tuesday, 11/21 after 16 1/2 hours of flying time plus a 4 hour layover in Frankfurt. The first thing that hit me as we left the airport was the heat and humidity, high even at 1AM. We planned today as a rest day so we had no schedule to meet and could nap and walk around, getting used to the time change (we are 10 1/2 hours ahead of the east coast).

    Chennai is the Detroit of India, its primary business being manufacturing, especially automobiles. The streets in the area of town near our hotel are filled with small shops and street stalls—ironing services, fabric printing, mechanics, packaged spice carts, stalls selling fruit juices and others selling chapati and other hand snacks. Although there are many people walking, the raids are not pedestrian friendly. The sidewalks are narrow so you must walk mindfully around potholes and piles of debris, often stepping into traffic to squeeze by some large sidewalk obstruction. The traffic on our hotel street is very heavy, a mix of cars, small trucks, tuk-tuks (like a golf cart for hire), motorcycles, and scooters. Everyone uses the horn, a lot. No pedestrian crossings, just venture out when there is a slow down in the flow of traffic and wend your way across the 6 lanes.

    The last time we were in India was 2010 and it was north India: Delhi, Agra, Jaipur. The first thing we noticed here was far less unsolicited touting, that is men who want to “help” you do something (for a fee) —take you on a tour, carry your luggage, drive you someplace—than we remember from Delhi. Still a few persistent tuck-tuck drivers but much more enjoyable to walk around without having to say “no”all the time.

    Surprisingly, there is a Starbucks around the corner from our hotel. Yes, it’s the real deal. We also found a small grocery store and had fun checking out the variety of fruits and vegetables, spices, seeds, nuts, and sauces. Stocked up on several gallons of water. Now, a little relaxation at the pool at our hotel before dinner.
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  • Day3

    Historic Sights in Chennai

    November 23, 2017 in India ⋅ 🌙 81 °F

    We met our group of 9 others this morning and began our Gate 1 Spiritual South India tour with a traditional South Indian lunch at Malgudi restaurant. That’s me posing in front of the restauant.

    For lunch, we each received a large platter lined with banana leaf that was used to serve small bowls of curries, rice, chicken in cream sauce, fried fish, dal (lentils), yogurt, and rice pudding, all eaten with parotta, a type of fry bread local to the Tamil Nadu area. Tiny portions but very filling all together.

    Finished off with a dessert of fermented rice flour pancake dipped in a sweetened cardamom sauce. Dark South Indian coffee was served, again traditional style. That’s Ben demonstrating the pouring technique that mixes the cream and sugar into the very hot coffee.

    Two historical sights today: the Government Museum which is a sprawling compound of archeological, historical, and architectural treasures. We saw carved Hindu statues dating from 600 A.D., and the largest collection of bronze statues in the world dating back hundreds of years and magnificently detailed. Then to the Museum at Fort St. George which houses collections of memorabilia from the fascinating British history in India. Unfortunately they do not allow pictures at either Museum. There’s a picture of us at St. Mary’s church, the oldest English church in India, dating from the 1700s and still in use today.

    Then a drive along the extensive shoreline along the Bay of Bengal with a beach area estimated to be 20 miles long. The part closest to the city has many parks and food trucks and you can imagine in a city of 9 million, lots of people walking on the beach (water is not safe for swimming).

    Further down are the fishing villages. We could see the boats, not too much larger than dinghies, rowing right up on the sand and hauling their catch directly to a family member manning a makeshift stall along the road, selling the fish literally fresh off the boat (we saw very little use of ice). Our guide said that Indians prefer their food to be bought and cooked as fresh as can be, so everything must be sold that day. It’s one reason WalMart has not taken off in this big market—the people here generally do not use prepared or packaged food. This area was hard hit by the tsunami in 2004, destroying miles of small homes near the water and killing hundreds. Even 13 years later so many still living in make-shift shanties of scrap metal or wood with a roof of plastic sheeting. The government is slowly rebuilding apartments, but still so much need.

    We are going through water like crazy. It’s hot and humid and the tap water is not safe for us to drink. We are being handed water bottles everywhere we go. You know what a conservationist I am so it’s killing me to add all these empty plastics to the trash problem of over a billion people. It’s either that or risk a case of ‘Delhi belly’ (the Indian version of Montezumas Revenge). We have been so fortunate on our trips to be spared from any GI issues.
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  • Day17

    Government Museum, Letzter Tag Indien

    March 28, 2018 in India ⋅ ⛅ 32 °C

    Es ist Mittwoch der 28.03.
    Am Vormittag erkunden wir, wie auch schon die letzten Tage unsere Umgebung zu Fuß. Allerdings haben wir diesmal unser Hotel in einem beliebten Viertel Chennai's ausgesucht, sodass selbst das schlendern auf den Nebenstraßen dank des hohen Verkehrsaufkommens schnell zum Spießrutenlauf ausartet. Nach 1.5h entscheiden wir uns schließlich doch wieder zurück zum Hotel zu gehen. Langsam hab ich von dem Verkehr hier echt die Nase voll.
    Am Nachmittag wollen wir noch einen letzten Ausflug zum Government Museum machen bevor es in der Nacht zurück nach Deutschland geht.
    Wir beschließen mit der Rikscha zu fahren. Nachdem 2 Fahrer nicht verstehen wo wir hin wollen oder eher nicht wissen wo sich das Government Museum befindet. Haben wir bei dem 3. Fahrer mehr Glück. Er will uns für nur 50 Rupien pro Person zum Museum und zurück zum Hotel bringen. Komisch 50 Rupien ist schon ganz schön wenig. Nicht mal 1 Euro.
    Aber gut wir lassen uns erst einmal zum Museum bringen.

    "Das Government Museum in der südindischenMillionenstadt Chennai gehört – neben dem Nationalmuseum Neu-Delhi und dem Indian Museum in Kolkata (ehemals Kalkutta) – zu den führenden Museen des Landes.

    Das Museum wurde unter britischer Herrschaft im Jahr 1851 gegründet; an der heutigen Stelle befindet es sich seit dem Jahr 1854. Von 1855 bis 1863 war auf dem Gelände auch ein Zoo untergebracht, der jedoch verlegt wurde. In den Jahren 1864 bis 1890 kamen mehrere Gebäude hinzu, so dass man von einem Museumskomplex sprechen kann.

    Das Museum ist gegliedert in die Abteilungen Archäologie, Numismatik, Kunst, Anthropologie, Zoologie, Botanik und Geologie; daneben gibt es spezielle Abteilung für Kinder (Children’s Museum), zwei Bibliotheken und ein Theatergebäude.

    Höhepunkte der Sammlungen sind die Funde aus den Ausgrabungen im Bereich des buddhistischen Stupasvon Amaravati und die südindischen Bronzen aus der Zeit der tamilischen Chola-Dynastie (10.–12. Jahrhundert), von denen jedoch die schönsten über diverse Museen der Welt verteilt sind. Außerdem gibt es eine Galerie mit römischen Funden, darunter auch in Indien gefundene Münzen."

    Nach 1.5 Stunden schließt das Museum leider schon und wir wollen noch einmal zu der großen Mall fahren.
    Unser Rikscha Fahrer hat tatsächlich auf uns gewartet und verlangt von uns auf einmal 400 Rupien (wie war das noch mit 50 Rupien?)
    Wir geben ihm die vereinbarten 100 Rupien und suchen uns eine neue Rikscha.

    Den Abend lassen wir gemütlich im Chilis ausklingen. Bevor es in einigen Stunden zurück nach Deutschland geht.

    Über Dienstag, den 27.03 gibt es nicht viel zu berichten.
    Da ich mal wieder bei der Wärme mit meinem Kreislauf zu kämpfen habe und leicht angeschlagen bin lassen wir es an diesem Tag ruhiger angehen.

    Der letzte Blogeintrag folgt dann in den nächsten Tagen.

    Bis bald.
    Eure Anni und Conny
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Chennai, Chennai district, ضاحية تشيناي, চেন্নাই জেলা, Districte de Chennai, Distrito de Chennai, Chennain piirikunta, District de Chennai, ચેન્નઈ જિલ્લો, चेन्नई जिला, Distretto di Chennai, チェンナイ県, 첸나이 구, ചെന്നൈ ജില്ല, चेन्नई जिल्हा, चेन्नई जिल्ला, ضلع چینائ, Ченнаи, चेन्नैमण्डलम्, சென்னை மாவட்டம், 金奈縣

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