The gym

Getting to the gym is never easy for anyone, but last Sunday I took my shiny new bike and ventured out onto the main road. 

If a Western face in the street attracts plenty of stares, imagine the effect ‘Westener on a shiny new bike’ has, whilst on the busiest road in Chennai.

So, to the gym, dodging cows, an ox, motorbikes traveling the wrong way down the street, packs of dogs, pedestrians, autos, cyclists whilst huge lorries and buses thunder by sounding their horns. Not the most pleasant experience, a white knuckle ride more like. 

Eventually I arrive at the gym – its closed.




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