I got ill

Probably deserved, i've been pretty happy-go-lucky with all the street stalls. That's enough detail about that.

What I can say is that Chennai is a mad place and i've barely seen any of it yet. The flat i'm living in for the next 2 months was given to me by the school administrator called Joel, who has incredibly given me his flat for two months while he sleeps on his cousin's floor. To compound how terrible I felt about this fact, he actually didn't have a bed until he got a carpenter to make one two days before I arrived. That seems to be what Indians enjoy though; they bloody love doing things for other people.

Every morning, Joel 'Carl Fogarty' Rajesh picks me up on his yamaha motorbike and drives at what is constantly between 60-80 km/h. Now I have never liked putting my body on the line at the best of times, but in Chennai I fear for my life every morning and afternoon. I cannot describe how chaotic the roads are (tried and failed) and there's no helmet involved at any stage of the game. Anyway, on a positive note, it does wake me up and dry my hair. (Oh and it's superwickedfast).

The school's an amazing place as well in all the ways you'd expect. But i'll talk about that another time in small detail or probably not all because I can't talk about it for too long without sounding like a nob. Suffice to say, i'm Billy Connolly.

Toy Story 3

Was a triumph. I had a leg spasm whilst sleeping an hour into a seven hour flight and knocked my table tray over an Ossie woman. A mixture of coffee and coke. Awkward.

This is a blog. A TRAVEL BLOG

I'm off in three hours. 

Pre-Match Thoughts:- It feel a bit like i'm on The Truman Show and they've just built India. Packed a joblot of Imodium so fingers crossed on that front. Grimy. Definitely going to frazzle.

Righto, I won't go on. 

tata.

ps. i'm currently 77th in the world at fantasy football.

oh, and tell all your friends