Finally started to feel the heat of the monsoon. To compare to the heat of Hong Kong... it is nothing. You can be really sweaty but you don't feel the humidity so you can breath better and the clothes dry better. Sky is always grey. Weather hasn't been nice since the day that we arrived but to exchange with the cool weather that is nothing we can't ask for more.

This is the forth bigger city in India and with the rich background of society movement and culture development.

The train station here is one of the busiest train station in India and the bridge across the central to the train is the busiest bridge in the world.

Just after we arrived, there was a bigger accident on the bridge and the bus basically bombed and the black smoke spread out in the sky. Sure, following with bad traffic and we had to breath in all the smoke and our noses were full of black sticky thing. It is easy to find bookstore and there is a one whole area for books with the perfect tea house for reading and with a cup of nice coffee.

As a bigger city, the streets are obviously more dirty than other small town. It is a reality of modernization and commercialization. The first guesthouse that we stayed was pretty doggy, dark, messy and dirty. Luckily we have our own toilet so we can do the laundry. Under this kind of weather, clothes dried really fast.

The most interesting thing is I was very surprised to see all the tram tracks are still in used and trams are still running all over the city. That really makes me admire how the people here keeping all the old and good thing as what I saw last time in Yangon... the tracks were here but not in used anymore.

This is also the first day we saw the rain. Does the monsoon coming?

More wedding plan and solving water leaking problem, the trip to India was deferred for one week. What was in my mind is the heartbreaking weather and the seasonal monsoon would flush you away and get bitten by thousands of mosquito.

To get the ticket cheap ticket is the result of waiting. Staying in Kuala Lumper airport for 7 hrs from the midnight to the morning. You can have a good use with your sleeping bag by just laying out on the floor and tried to get the best position with the cold tiles. It is not too bad by beside the cold came out from your back and straight went into your backbone.

With the good reputation of "always on time", we finally arrived the southern city of India - Trichy. Beside the immigration tried to question you as much as they can with the accent that I hardly understand... just kept mixing the word "where' and "when" that happened before with my friends in Myanmar. Both of us felt a bit dump by not understanding each other.

Generally the people in the town are very nice as least no one asks you money for being taken. With the friendly smiley face is just perfect to start my journey.