Puddles? I was such a rookie yesterday. We had some very steady rain in the early morning hours, and today there were PONDS! Step around them? Not quite. I must have amused any observant Indians--again--as they watched me gingerly step along one narrow strip of above-water ground, only to turn around and come back half a block because the cross street at that point was impassible.
As I left the house, I thought about paying for an auto rickshaw to take me the short distance to work, just to avoid the water and mud, but decided to tough it out. Given the chance five minutes later, I would have so readily reversed that decision!
One more test to add to the list of how I'll know when I've become a "true Indian": when I carry my sandals and wade right through those waters. I'm especially doubtful about this one. 
These pictures don't really capture it, because they were taken hours later, but they'll give you a little bit of an idea. (This is the backstreet I thought I was going to use to get to lunch.)
3 comments:
Wow. Great word pictures in the prior post and great "picture-pictures" in this one. This monsoon stuff can't be good for the tourism industry! I'm thinking you need to wear plastic bags over your feet (i.e. covering a cast on your broken foot). If not an effective covering, it would at least be one more source of entertainment for the locals!
One word: flip-flops. Okay, maybe that's two; don't be picky.
Glad you enjoyed both the words and pictures, Donna. And thanks for the idea, but I think there must be better ways. Any more entertainment and I should be paid for it! (Actually, that would be pretty embarrassing.)
I'm pretty sure Chennai is not depending on tourism for much of its income, else it's likely we'd actually see people who look something like us.
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