Chennai was our destination, and it’s fair to say it’s pretty hot, 30+ in the morning, rising to 40 give or take a degree. Not so different to the Midlands, for every posh house there’s some slums in between. Most of the people don’t speak good English and the cars are heavily dented. It was just like being at home.

It was hard work though, long days, didn’t get to see much in the way of sunlight due to the 6pm sunsets and the aforementioned long working hours. What I did see, in my limited spare time, I would recommend to anyone. Just avoid the water.

Anyway, it was a productive trip and now i’m fully recovered from the jet lag normal business is resumed. Apart from the limited pictures I got to take, all I’m left to remind me of those fun two weeks is my slight tan and the weight I put on from drinking Kingfisher in a moderate quantity every night.

If I had the chance to return, I would gladly take it.

This site explains the concept fairly well, but I was sidetracked slightly by the warning “This is not suitable for pregnant women.” – Do they need any help putting weight on in the first place, I thought the whole baby growing inside thing sorted that out? Not that a baby provides much nutrition, I guess, I’ve never eaten one.

Basically however, if done maturely it’s all good, but I have been reliably informed that the “special” milkshakes don’t taste very nice.

In other news, I finally found a subject for my book. Looks like it’s going to be fiction after all.