
We loaded up snail like carrying our heavy load on our backs and said goodbye to
Now this road, this is what they’re talking about when they recall mangled cars, jeeps hanging precariously over cliff edges and last nights bus crashes being cleared for today’s re-enactments, and there were many. We were frequently held up road side as two large vehicles detangled themselves from each other after a misjudged over-taking-on-a-dangerous-blind-bend encounter. Thankfully we had a very calm Zen bus driver who delivered us safely to Chitwan.
Chitwan is beautiful, a great surprise stop on our trip as we hadn’t originally planned on visiting. Our previous plan of action was to take a bus straight from Kathmandu to
Chitwan is The area is home to the Tharu people who live a very traditional lifestyle. We must have arrived at hay harvesting time because mounds of the stuff was piled hut high across the village. Hens, chicks, ducks, geese, goats and pigs live domestically alongside the people some in interestingly constructed pens.
Sitting riverside with a fresh cool juice in our hand, we viewed a most spectacular sunset over the river made more extraordinary by the bathing elephants, flying storks(don’t want to see them bearing gifts for another few years!) and creeping crocs. Malachy felt the familiarity of
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