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  • Day61

    An Extra Long Day To Myanmar

    January 18, 2019 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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  • 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 ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    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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  • Day4

    Introduction Time :P (SNS and Phoenix)

    July 27, 2017 in India ⋅ ☀️ 34 °C

    After a routine day in IITM, getting scolded for ignoring my duties in Saathi and spending more time with my buddies, (SIM card for Julian, a quick nap in ganga learning a few words again in different languages followed by a dinner with the Czechs WHO ARE AMZZZZINGGGGGGGGG) we left for the bar SNS. The Czechs (2m long Ondrej and Jan)are amazing for mainly these reasons :
    1. The laugh a lottttttt!!!!
    2. They are Czech :P
    3. They promised to drink like 5L of beer easily to break Eike's record :P
    4. They taught me such nice words :D
    Mam rad velky kozy
    Ukaz mi kozy
    Hahahahhahahahah i won't tell me what they mean but they're damn funny :)
    Well the wonderful part about this bar is that it takes so long to find it !!!!
    We went around circles for nearly an hour before we finally got to the location and through a small window of opportunity (literally) we entered the place. It was super awesome and air-conditioned like the Himalayas. The manager told us that we could order only once so the Czechs and the Aussie order like a ton of drink while the others settled for a coke. Sipping our drinks we discussed about our trip plans ahead until our onion pakodas came :D. They we're the best but still neither too bad. We wanted to play pool but we'll they didn't allow us so we were a bit restless to go back to the institute. We cunningly booked a cab soon and the others and to finish their drinks soon and we left. With the only girl sitting in the front seat and the lil ones sitting in the back seat. The biggest guys were sitting in the middle seat!!! It was so damn squishy lol hahahahhaha!!! The pics we took there were awesome :D .... Forget my expression please... We came back then had a nice talk then went for the work ahead.

    The next day started really late and we went for a free meal at RR courtesy of the old faggot who was inside luckily for us. It was a decent one actually. Then we played carrom which Lorenzo and Jannik (the new one) are quite good at. It was fun. Then Julian and me went to BRU for noodles and then IRCTC for the rest of the food then i showed him my hostel. He seemed to like it. He's SUCH A NICE GUY!!!!! :3
    Work for Saathi then and finally we left for phoenix after convincing Mayank too :P
    The auto ride was awessoomeeee big guy on top of others lol :P
    Czechs are awesome!!!
    American is awesome at bowling along with he big guy!!!
    The Hindi words they learned were soo cool!!!!
    Big guy won the bowling round 1 i took the 2nd :P
    We then had MOMOS!!!
    Really cool and rehearsed the taught sentences on the way back and then i came back and wrote my blog :P
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  • Day287


    October 15, 2017 in India ⋅ ⛅ 31 °C

    Chennai, maybe the noisiest, busiest and dirtiest city I've been before. My arrival was unspectacular, everything went well. Like in all over asia the tuktuk driver awaited me. I'm the rich white guy. :-)
    Very disappointed they realized that I'm on a budget and not willed to pay between 250 and 500 rupees for the ride to my hostel. I waited half an hour for my bus und eventually I paid nothing because it was to crowded.
    The road to my hostel is dirty, stuffed with cars, honking all the time mostly without any reason. The Indian are very friendly. If I smile to them, they smile back. Something I miss in Germany. I found my hostel, a good recognizable red door and a Hugh lollipop made clear: this is the red lollipop hostel! My first impression: very clean, well structured and super friendly. The staff is helpful and always good for an advice. He showed me good places for dinner and I asked him if he speaks Tamil! So maybe he could teach my some basics, just in case... His answer was surprising. There no reason to learn Tamil because everyone speaks English very well and if I talk Tamil none will understand me...
    OK, I'll try it somewhere else.

    I went to the common room play guitar and meet some people. Guitar playing usually connects people... Not if just frenchies are in the hostel. Tried to get in touch with them, started a kind of a conversation but they weren't interested... Maybe a bit stereotype but this is common for frenchies.

    I slept well, but woke up way to early. 3:30am fell asleep again and was awake at 7am.
    After a poorly breakfast (two slices of sweet bread and my first cup of Indian milk tea) in a food stall, I went to the bus station and took the bus to Pondicherry, a city Lena recommended me.
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  • Day95


    July 27, 2019 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

    Choose any 4 Hotels near Egmore, Chennai

    July 24, 2018 in India ⋅ ⛅ 35 °C

    Egmore in Chennai is a lively area known for its Railway Station. It witnesses a huge flow of crowd on daily basis. Apart from these, there is a Government Museum, which is a house to various ancient artefacts. Egmore consists of residential areas as well as a commercial hub. This place is easily accessible from all the places of interests. Most of the visitors folk to Egmore and look for a convenient place to stay. There are a number of good hotels near Egmore, Chennai and you can book them at for a hassle-free experience. The online hotel-booking platform holds a wide range of various types of accommodations starting from economy to luxury stays. The user-friendly procedure of booking hotel rooms helps to save time. This also helps you to read guest reviews, get discounts and browse other requirements. It is advisable to select your ideal hotel room in advance, just to keep yourself away from unwanted complications.

    All the hotels are spread across various parts of Egmore, depending on their service offerings, prices and accessibility from other places. The demand of hotels near Egmore, Chennai is never less, due to its range of attractions lined up across the city. Business as well as leisure travellers visiting this city shall never be deprived of a proper and clean accommodation. Here is a compilation of hotels in Egmore, Chennai, which are close to railway station, bus stop or near to market areas. It will probably help a traveller having plans to visit the place and decide a well-suited stay here.

    1. Hotel Chandra Park: This hotel is located just opposite to Egmore railway station. They offer budget rooms with clean bed and bath facility. There is an in-house restaurant in the hotel, where you can relish your taste buds. This hotel is an ideal stay for business and leisure travellers.

    2. Hotel Rivera: The hotel is strategically situated in the heart of Chennai, on the Poonamalle High Road. Hotel Rivera is close to Mount Road, the commercial and shopping center of the city, as well as just 2 kms from central, 1 km from Egmore Railway Station and 18 kms away from the Chennai Airport. All the guests can experience luxury and have a pleasurable stay here!

    3. Hotel Chennai Gate: This hotel property is ideally located in front of the Egmore - Railway Station, which is 2 KM away from Central Railway Station and 16 KM from International / Domestic airports. The hotel provides comfort in fully furnished rooms.

    4. Hotel Pandian: The hotel offers genuine hospitality, nice quality of food and other basic amenities. The railway station, bus stand and the airport all are in proximity from the hotel. Guests can easily access all of these in a hassle-free way.
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