We landed in Chennai, India two hours ago. We’ve all heard the cliche, India is an “assault on the senses.” Consider us assaulted. First impressions as compared with Sri Lanka: More crowded, more dirty, more noisy. Worse roads. And, of course, more cows. More color, more activity, more more more. I don’t know where to point my camera.
Our flight from Colombo couldn’t have gone more smoothly. We were a little worried about being able to bring our Bromptons on board our Sri Lankan Airlines flight. Not because they wouldn’t fit – the A320 has full size overhead bins, so we knew they would. The fear is that an overzealous ticket agent glances at the bikes and decides they don’t meet the airline’s silly “7kg maximum for hand luggage” rules. (Never mind that other passengers are hauling big, heavy rollerboards on the plane with impunity; if your bag looks weird, you’ll be scrutinized more.) Solution: Leave the bikes conveniently out of sight while checking in (and checking our other bags), then carry them in through security and to the gate. Done and done.
We don’t plan to hang around Chennai. At first light we’ll be riding to the quieter town of Mamallapuram, about 50km south, which will serve our as our base for at least a couple of days while we try to procure two new Brompton spare tires, having blown through two of ours last week through rotten luck.
We took a short walk around to grab some cash and a SIM card (the latter proving unsuccessful thanks to a ridiculous level of bureaucracy required, including a local “sponsor”, etc etc. Really miss the one and done SIM counters in Thailand and Sri Lanka.) So assault your senses with a few of these pics, much more to come.