With supposedly cool Kerala making me sweat away a few pounds, I was quite frightened coming to Chennai. But our surprise Chennai seemed cooler than Kerala. Maybe it was expectations of it being like a boiling pot or something, but it wasn't an distressing in terms of heat.
We settled into our hotel and headed to the stadium in hope of picking up our tickets for the Sunday match on that day, saving us a trip the following day and allowing us to do something else. We made way to the stadium, stopping for some fresh juice along the way. As we arrived at the stadium, the ticket office was closed. Not having planned anything for the day and as it was already past 5pm and not much of an idea of what the city has to offer at night we decided to stay and watch the India-West Indies match.
Security procedures for this game were nothing like we had seen at the India games. We were asked if we had any of the prohibited items, to which we obviously responded with a 'No' and were allowed to make way inside.
We settled in and watched a good game between England and West Indies and saw a brilliant Chennai crowd in action. It was amazing to see such passion for a match not including India. The fans seem more interested in dancing than the game and they seemed to be supporting both sides as everything was cheered and danced to.
Anticipation for the India game now was peaking, we could not wait for it.
We had to leave the match early as we'd heard, like all other cities in India, most places close by 11 and we wanted to get some food. Having heard about the legendary Hotel Sarvana Bhavan, we decided to make the first of many trips during our time in Chennai there.
We opted for the standard Masala Dosa, not wanting to risk eating something else in case we didn't enjoy it, and ended up ordering 2 each.
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