After what seemed like over a day of travel (and if I look back, it probably was), I've arrived in Chennai. Before I left home I was flipping through the channels on the TV to occupy myself and lo and behold 1000 Place to See was on Discovery HD Theatre channel. How fitting - and it provided me with the heads up, or more to the point reminded me that shorts, while not a no-no, are not that common in India. So while I did pack a few pair, I did also take the opportunity to throw some jeans and a couple pairs of dress pants into the checked luggage. Before I left I also remembered that the iPod also has a world clock feature so I added in some clocks for Bangkok, Chennai, London and Sydney Australia so I know what time it is there when I'm talking to my friend Travis. The trip to Los Angeles from Eugene was uneventful as that flight usually is. This time it was a route that went through Redmond, Oregon, but that's fine. It was when I actually arrived in Los Angeles that the trip really started.
The international terminal at LAX is controlled chaos - barely controlled. Even with the measurable layover I had there was only just enough time to stand in line for the Thai Airways boarding pass (and only handed a boarding pass through to Bangkok...) and get through the bottleneck of security which was punctuated by one of the TSA guards yelling "BRAVO!" and then he and a few other guards making a foot pursuit to parts unknown. I opted to not draw attention to myself by yelling "Run, runner!" and then being forced to explain a rather obscure Logan's Run joke. Then just minutes to have a fast food dinner before the plane left. No fine dining at the restaurants on the upper level for me...would have been nice to have a pleasant, relaxed meal, but this was not to be the case. Par for the course for me, really.
The flight out of LAX to Bangkok was a mere 17 years or so it seemed. Give or take. It wasn't bad. Just long. Fortunately I got seated in what was apparently the hi-tech row as the fellow to my left was an IT manager and the couple to my right were either heading to or from some sort of IBM conference. The couple also helped clue me in to the two episodes of Doctor Who that were available in the on flight video on demand as they were watching them (FYI - School Reunion and Girl in the Fireplace). Without prompting from me to do so even. Honestly. So to while away some time I watched those episodes again right before landing. Things I never thought I would do - watch Doctor Who and listening to jpop while flying over the South China Sea.
Or listening to the Beatles on my iPod in Thailand for that matter. Once the plane landed and the passengers and I were waiting to disembark, a fog of cooling air was filtering down from the overhead vents to keep us comfortable. It's either that or they were trying to gas us with the super-spooky mystery compound. I'm hoping it was more the former than the latter. Once I got off the plane I went and checked in for the Thai Airways flight into Chennai and was handed a duplicate boarding pass. Duplicate, eh? Screw up in LA? Who knows - but I'm having my suspicions - more on that in a moment. Layover time in Bangkok was just a little longer than my wait in LAX, but considerably more relaxed. Unfortunately I had eaten on the plane (it felt like we were being fed constantly).
Because of the time available to me on the ground and the time spend previously in the air, I needed to stretch my legs a bit, get my bearings and also get my head clear. So I meandered over to my next gate at a fairly casual pace. This airport is very, very clean. As I learned later in a conversation I had while flying into Chennai, this airport is less than a year old and opened in September, 2006. I did get some pictures and I suspect that most of them will even turn out looking good. I noticed while wandering through the various concourses to get to gate C3 that the best way to describe the airport is that it looks like they took segments of Rodeo Drive, mixed in some rather high end sushi bars and duty free shows, then enclosed it and then let planes land there.
In one of the duty free shops I noticed I could have purchased a rather large box of Jelly Babies. Tempting as it was, it would have been too bulky to handle for the rest of the journey what with the laptop and overhead compartment bag. Also, I would have started to live on them, which is bad, and I want to buy Jelly Babies at Heathrow on the way back. So unfortunately, I passed on them. For now. Getting through security for the next flight was also a snap in Bangkok - same basic procedure and they're looking for the same stuff as in the US, but considerably less chaotic. In fact, the differences in management at LAX and Bangkok would make a great subject in a study of the psychology of crowds. Most notably the open space in Bangkok and the security screening to get into a smaller group of terminals vs. the very enclosed bottleneck of security screening at one point to get to a larger number of terminals.
Flying into Chennai from Bangkok over the Bay of Bengal was a scant 3 hours if that. Like Los Angeles, Chennai is spread out over a large area and has a similar population. What is also interesting to notice from the air was that unlike Los Angeles, and very much like Eugene I noticed several trees within the city area and not just within park-style settings. There were several sections that looked similar to the tree canopies in downtown-ish Eugene in the Washington-Jefferson/West 11th area - but on a much larger scale. Much larger. Unfortunately because of a somewhat tight seating arrangement I wasn't able to get to the camera to snap some pictures, but I will try for the flight out to do so.
So before I talk about traffic and we are still discussing flying - let's talk about my luggage. I've got my carry on items...and that's it. My checked bag is out there in this big old world and I hope they find it. I've got about 3 days of clothes that I put into the carry on, and only the long pants that I wore on the flight. Everything else is shorts and t-shirts. Not quite regular business attire.
Traffic in Chennai, from my very brief 10 minute ride from the airport to where I am staying (Le Royal Meridien) was also similar to Los Angeles, if turned up slightly in intensity. That is to say, there are indeed some stretches of the road where I way dividing lines, etc. similar to what we have in the US, but these are just suggestions for traffic flow and are only occasionally used. I believe I did see a traffic light, but I may have been mistaken. However, at no time did I feel unsafe while being driven to the hotel and might I also add, traffic was moving at a very constant pace, unlike, say...the 405 in LA at rush hour. What was sorta weird is that the airport is right next to the freeway (freeway? very busy street?). However, the parking lot seems to empty out right into it. No real merge lanes or anything of that nature.
The glimpses of Chennai itself coming to the hotel - it's interesting. The whole city seems to be under construction. Heading in I saw a new overpass being built that I have no doubt will at least try to help with congestion. There is poverty, and lots of older buildings, or buildings that have not been maintained and a couple super-narrow streets we took to get to the hotel, but it looks like things are moving so fast, that there may not be time needed to go back and fill in a pothole or paint a wall, etc. Maybe I'm wrong and my impression may change over the next couple weeks. So I'll just have to table that discussion until I get back and can conjugate the ramifications a bit more.
Labels: Chennai, India