ChennaiOctober 15, 2017 in India
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.Read more