I walk into the lobby at 7am for breakfast and JohnMiller is sat in the lobby with all of his bags. True to form, he's got the time wrong and had been in the lobby since 6:15am because he thought we were leaving at 6:30am. Nope, Chandra had said that the hotel would start doing breakfast for us from 6:30am and that we would be leaving at 7:30am for the 8:15am bus. He joins me for breakfast, the others eventually arrive and we set off for the bus stop. It's another local bus, but this journey is five hours instead. As before, we sit at the back of the bus, much to the dismay of the locals. Drivers in India are seriously skilled. They don't follow any rules which means that second guessing the movements of other drivers is near impossible and I am starting to understand the necessity of the use of the horn. But this bus driver was impressive. He drove way too fast, but nevertheless he was skilled. We clung tightly to the roads on mountain faces, making a quick descent and tearing along the roads through fields and towns. The bus never really once came to a stop while passengers flung themselves off and others clambered on. Passing through Cumbum which made us all giggle a lot and a short while later we arrive in Madurai, 90 minutes earlier than expected. Madurai is hot, so much hotter than Thekkady, and I can see why Chandra struggles with the heat so much considering he is from Ooty which is considerably cooler. The hotel is also worlds apart from the previous; wooden villas to a business hotel. Instead of traipsing around the city in the searing heat, Chandra suggests we go to the cinema to the second instalment of Kanchana. The film is long and so loud. A few times I'm sat with my fingers in my ears. 4 hours including the interval. It's also so strange. A comedic horror with four songs, a love story, deaths and religion all thrown in. Unlike Hindi films I've watched there's no English in it so following the plot was a little harder. It's overreacted too (Chandra says this is common in Tamil films) and the audience love it. We leave the cinema speechless and Chandra is grinning from ear to ear, he'd loved it too. A couple of hours of free time later and a tuc tuc taken across the bridge, Chandra takes us to a rooftop restaurant with beautiful views of the city. There's cricket playing on a big screen and we get no conversation from Chandra for most of the meal. It's like being with Tobes. We have a couple of beers on the rooftop and head back to the hotel.