or PG rated!! After mysore, we drove to bangalore and got the train across to chennai. apparently it had stopped rainning for nearly 72 hours before we arrived, however, it started up again 1 hour before the train got in. so we got on our bus and drove to the hotel, and drove and drove. then somewhere on the outskirts we drew up next to a large patch of industrial wasteland and entered our hotel. it looked fine at first... then, as we waited quite some time for our room keys, we wandered over to the hotel shop. at first we just laughed at the mix of old fag packets, stainless steel coking knives, plastic doctor play sets and old telephones, then we became bewildered by the open display of breast enlargement cream, condoms, spanish fly,and bondage sets. not what you would really expect from a hotel in india! we looked at some of the clientel moving through the foyer and came to the conclusion that this was not exactly a family holiday destination. still it was late, we wanted a beer and bed. so we sat in the pitch black "bar" being stared at by the indian gentlemen for a while and discussed our plans for our free day in chennia. shopping was out as it was a sunday, and most of the museams were closed, and it was going to carry on raining. so we went to bed (in damp sheets and blankets), thinking that things would look better in the morning. WRONG getting up and opening the curtains revealed a view of 2 main roads and the industrial waste land now very flooded. not very picturesque, but it got worse as we realised that the wastelands main function was that of a public toilet.. this is when you work out what a real barclaycard emergency is. we packed up and went to the sheridan! we had a lovely day doing nothing but eating western food and drinking very expensive wine and having legs waxed and eyebrows shaped.