Well, finally we have arrived safe and
sound in Coonoor! It was a long journey and we're still sleeping it off but it's
really great to be here. We left a misty and cold England behind on Sunday
afternoon and landed in an even colder, even mistier Delhi the following
morning. I should probably mention that one of the first things we said to each
other upon landing was, “ Crikey isn't it cold” not exactly what you expect
when landing in India!
The flight from London was fairly
uneventful, aside from uncomfortable seats and some dodgy Bollywood music
videos. We arrived in Delhi to find it a very large, very slick state of the
art airport which has clearly seen a lot of recent investment. We had three
hours to make our transfer so we took our time...only to discover our plane was
going to be two hours late! Apparently we were lucky it wasn't cancelled, Air
India seems to have a nasty habit of cancelling flights that will be too
inconvenient to prep for departure...suddenly the extra 2 hours wait doesn't
seem so bad!
The flight to Chennai was a difficult one.
The plane was really hot and stuffy and despite our best efforts Em and I were
quite dehydrated. All this combined with how little sleep we'd had meant Emily
unfortunately made good use of the sick bags on our descent into Chennai and I
was afraid I might follow suit given any more bumps and jolts! The only thing
for it was to get off the plane, grab our luggage and meet Sam ASAP so we could
rest up and rehydrate. Sam was waiting as promised outside the terminal and I
think we were both relieved to see him and to be done with our flights.
As a local chap led us off to his taxi we
got our first proper look at Chennai and at India. I say look but the first
thing that really hits you is the noise. Most people will tell you, when
describing Indian roads, two main facts. Number one, everyone drives like a
maniac. Number two, everyone uses their horn all the time, no exaggeration!
(more on this in a future post I feel) As we got into the taxi the first thing
I noticed was that it had no left wing mirror. No worries, I thought, at least
he's got the right one...I was sitting in the front seat and as I glanced back
to check on Emily, sitting in the right-hand passenger seat our driver pulled
out, and behind Emily I saw a small van heading straight for the side of our
car that has just pulled out in front of it. The van honks his horn repeatedly,
swerves to miss us and our driver, totally undaunted, drives off regardless.
Apparently his missing left wing mirror would not be a problem after all, he
clearly wasn't planning on using the one he did have...
We arrived at the hotel about an hour later
and had a quick wash before going down to the hotel restaurant for lunch. Emily
was a right trooper and came down to try some curry despite being exhausted and
queasy. Sam ordered us some biryanis which I scoffed and Emily did her best
with before we went back up to our rooms and crashed out for a few hours.
The final stage of our journey was a
sleeper train at 9pm from Chennai to Mettupalayam. The station was rammed full
of people from all walks of life, with all manner of luggage with them. Vendors
were selling food and drink for the journey (Sam bought me a fried chicken
burger which tasted divine even as I tried not to think about the standard of
hygiene that went into it's production) The station itself was a cacophony of
smells. Some of them tantalising, interesting and pleasant, most of them none
of the above. One tried not to imagine the origins.
The carriage itself was a a three tier bunk
bed system with six beds to a cabin. Emily and I took the bottom two while Sam
took the top of our set of three. I didn't have high hopes of sleeping and I
turned out to be quite right. Between the relentless motion of the carriage and
the choir of snoring gentlemen that surrounded us, Emily and I were in for a
second night without sleep in a row.
But what happened next? Did we get to
Coonoor? (I'll give you a clue, yes we did) but I fear the details of that
adventure will have to wait for a future post. Until then, Goodnight!
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