Cue Martha Reeves’ “Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide”. By the time she staggered out, the luggage was on the carousel and we organized and ran for the exit.Our local Chennai contact, Kamesh, met us along with our driver Rajkumar, and much to our delight, the “car” turned out to be a Toyota AUV (Asian utility vehicle), a legitimately eight-passenger vehicle. It was large, comfortable, and had a great A/C! Deb was delighted.
She had visions of our Hyderabad City Cab city cab experience. Our trip into the city center was during rush hour and it as a challenge. Like Hyderabad, an eight-lane boulevard is really 15 lanes.
The growth of the city has all but blotted out the Raj. The old Fort is an active city and state government complex with the scattered remnants of colonial India being slowly consumed by the march of time. Just as St. Mary's church is obscured by the trees, Madras' colonial past is represented by a few artifacts scattered among the new vibrance of modern India.
The marketplace for Chennai is like that in Hyderabad, the old markets still remain but high-end shopping can be found in city center. Our hotel is in the heart of the “posh” area not too far from the port of Chennai and the beaches on the Bay of Bengal. Deb and I are keenly aware that the temperature and humidity in Chennai is much higher than Hyderabad. I sweat, therefore, I am!

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