2/7 Train to Chennai (Madras)

Woke up early for a big breakfast and run to the market for train snacks.  Forgot most of the market would be closed on Sunday;(  Got to Skype with friends at Malia’s Going Away Party!  I did get to pop the laptop out the window and give them a brief view of Sudder Street.  Forgot to point out my favorite outdoor bathroom but I will post a picture.  I’m starting to understand and enjoy the "argumentative Indian".  Checking my hotel bill and challenging them on certain items seemed to get me more respect.  Found the most beautiful apples at the market that were a mixture of apples and pears.  And they are really good with Nutella;)  There was a communist protest on the way to the station.  Protests are typical, but this one was massive and yet another reason for the cab driver to charge more.  I first saw it leaving the hotel.  Then over the bridge.  Then at the train station!  It just didn’t end.  Amazing.  Once on the train, everyone was in their bunks pretty quick.  I got sick again so no sleep.  Regardless, train travel is so seemless.  And the constant chai is comforting.  Just milk, strong tea, and lots of sugar.  Small and potent.