My diary, revived from my trip to India back in 2007. This second part details my solo travels during the last three weeks or so. From now on, increasingly exhausted, my entries become terser and frustratingly light on detail.
Sightseeing in Chennai
Saturday 1st December.
Got up. What else could I do? Pounded the area looking unsuccessfully for hotels. Went over to Y’s house – she was out at a school meeting, but we eventually set off at about 10.30. Every few minutes she would stop the car at ‘point of view’ and commanded me and my camera to ‘Take this!’ So we saw the English Church of the Naval Base – surprisingly early – the 1600s.



And at various points on the seashore where we’d stop for half a minute ‘Take this! Take this!’

We ended up in an Indian vegetarian cafe, the expensive bit upstairs, where I bought her a – quite nice – lunch.

Then ever onwards. Various sights on the beach again, then the Theosophical Society Gardens which was a wonderful green lung. It was interesting to see the 400 year old Banyan tree whose main trunk had gone but which had endless ‘babies’ spread over a very wide area.



And back to base at 4.30. I’d hoped to take a nap (though I don’t ‘do’ daytime sleep) but it was impossible – noise again. So I got up and rang and emailed loads of hotel – none with vacancies.
Then at 8.30, over to Y’s for a dry and pretty nasty mac cheese, and so to bed, perchance not to sleep. Y had rung the hotel who promised me a room away from the road tomorrow.
The building in my featured photo is I think the Ice House, which we didn’t visit. What interested me was the group of boys playing cricket. Such groups were everywhere, but not once was I instructed to take a shot of them. So it was quite hard to steal a moment to do so.
Y is presumably The Yummy woman… She sounds quite bossy….
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Her strictures came with the best of intentions. She wanted me to get the best views!
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OK!
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You certainly packed a lot in, although Y sounds like a slave driver. I do hope you finally found comfort in a quiet hotel!
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Um, well … wait and see.
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🤞🏻🤗
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Tee hee- grumpy Margaret! Travel isn’t all lamb and salad. We’re tasked with finding black rugby boots today, in our role as useful grandparents. Bet you’re having much more fun xx
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They’ve just gone back, hence my re-appearance on the blogosphere. We had such a lovely time, but I’m exhausted! Almost as exhausted as I was then!
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And I’m siting outside A&E in Basingstoke. Looking for rugby boots sounds infinitely better.
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Oh Lord, what’s happened? WhatsApp
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Oh no! What’s happened? Hope you’re OK? x
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Oh no, what’s happened Jude?!
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It’s a bit delicate for public consumption. All sorted for now 👍 and we reached our destination eventually, though the traffic around London was worse than ever!
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Traffic? London? Friday? Always dire! Glad your problem is sorted.
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The south east traffic is always dire. You have to have eyes in the back of your head to avoid being side swiped by an artic and those annoying lane changers.
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How lucky to have an insistent photo op spotter 😂 A quiet place to sleep is always tops on my list
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Absolutely. I was so worn down by that experience.
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Wow, Yummy sounds full on. I think I would have moved on from her company.
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Maybe I do …
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It sounds more like a route march with a sergeant-major than a day’s sightseeing. Impressive banyan aerial roots.
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It was a bit high-pressure! But those gardens provided relief.
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Not the most relaxing of sightseeing tours, and after definitely NOT the most relaxing of nights too! I do love your photo of the women in the sea in those beautiful outfits, but for some reason I can’t see a feature photo of boys playing cricket?
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Goodness – thanks Sarah. It’s because …. it wasn’t there! It is now ….
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🤣🤣
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I love that you have a conversation with yourself in the diary. ‘What else could I do?’ 😂
We weren’t very enthralled with Chennai, and it doesn’t sound like you were either, or maybe it was the loud hotel. Maggie
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Nothing went well in Chennai. Not its fault probably …
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That’s a different India that I visited nearly 50 years ago.
Thanks for showing your pictures
Klausbernd
The Fab Four of Cley
🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Thanks for looking. A very odd day in many ways …
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How frustrating!
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Just a bit. I struggle to remember much positive from poor old Chennai.
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Sounds like a whirlwind tour tour with Y. No wonder you tried, but failed for that nap. Yes the Indians are a cricket mad lot…
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Sure are!
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Not all days are great days during a holiday. You got some good photos though. xo
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Thanks. Well, I was told what to take!
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