Sunday, 11 January 2015

Charming Chitwan Christmas!

A napalm sun drenches field upon field of mustard seeds, villagers make busy with their day to day subsistence and goat herders tend to their flock. We witness this first hand as we cycle through villages and are greeted by cherub faces screaming, "l love you"!

 As Christmas approaches the seed for 'Nasty Santa' is sown, gifts are bought in secret ready to be fought over.  A decision is made to prepare our own Christmas dinner as we all love the 'baby Jesus'.

On Christmas morning our guide presents us with the gift of a half day cruise in a dug out canoe that people escaping war torn middle east would refuse to journey on. Crocs sun themselves on the bank and silently slither into the water with hope. The canoe explodes across rapids, water leaps into the boat and moans of concerns are uttered, whilst the crocs wait in anticipation. As the rapids intensify, a premature decision to disembark is reached and a 15 minute hike through rhino and sloth bear infested jungles awaits.  Unlike a David Attenborough documentary where wild life is abound, the only evidence of life in the jungle are massive Rhino loafs .We spend several hours rattling along in a jungle jeep and whispering in a tree house trying to catch sight of the elusive. God, we hate safaris!

Finally the torture is over and our home stay beckons. Gin and Tonics, Old Monk Rum and beers flow whilst Christmas preparation begins. Duck in orange sauce, seasonal vegetables followed by nasty santa and bollywood moves are the order of the evening. Sore heads greet boxing day morn and the Chitwan elephant parade awaits.






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