Last weekend, Danielle—another ELI volunteer—and I decided
to take a break from the craziness of Kathmandu and head south to the jungle in
Chitwan, home to the nation’s
largest national park.
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Tharu people harvesing rice fields in Sauraha |
After relaxing a bit, we joined our new tour guide, Asha,
for a walk around a traditional Tharu village in Sauraha. The Tharu people, who are
known as people of the forest, are indigieneous to the Terai belt region that stretches
across southern Nepal and
northern India .
Historically, the Tharu people are known for their immunity to malaria, which
for centuries kept foreigners out of their lands. They cultivate staple crops
such as rice and corn, and construct their homes with walls made of mud and cow
dung.
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Traditional Tharu dance during cultural program |
That evening, we had the unique experience of attending a Tharu cultural dance program. Two men kept the beat on bongo drums as groups of
young Tharu men and women in traditional dress danced in unison. The men used
sticks that they would rythematically hit against one another and then turn to
hit against their neighbors. The women sang a beautiful traditional chant as
they went around in a circle waving their arms. Our favorite dance of the night
had to be the solo mating dance, in which one person dressed in a peacock
outfit scurried along the stage while displaying a huge backside of colorful feathers.
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Getting ready to head out on our jungle trek |
The next morning, just as the heat was beginning to rise, we
set out for our elephant trek. This is definitely one of the highlights of the
typical Chitwan tourist experience, and we were not about to miss it. Although
sitting in the “saddle” with three other people was not the most comfortable
arrangement, it was an experience to tromp through the jungle at tree-height
and maintain balance as we slowly rolled from side to side. During the trek we
did not encounter much wildlife, but we did see one rhino who was taking his
morning bath, a couple peacocks, and a lot of spotted deer.
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Morning bath in the river |
Next on our packed tourist agenda was elephant bathing, by
far my favorite part of the trip! This was much better than the elephant trek because
you were able to sit directly on the elephant’s back with little restraints,
which made it a bit difficult to hold on at times. Once I steadied myself, the
maute—or elephant trainer—shouted several times commanding the elephant to soak
up water from the river and then spray me with its trunk. After this happened
about ten times, the maute commanded the elephant to lay down in the river and
roll over causing me to fall off. I was a bit nervous since just the day before
we had seen crocodiles upstream, but the water was shallow so I could see if
anything was lurking. We then took our morning “bath” together in the river.
Dugout canoe commonly used along the river |
Later during the mid-day heat, we slowly floated along down
the river in a dug-out wooden canoe. These canoes are a common mode of
transportation on the river, and are propelled by one person with a long stick
who stands on the end. We spotted several crocodiles sunbathing, which our
guide assured us were the aggressive type and can grow up to 12 feet long. He
said on some days they had seen thirty or more crocodiles in that same river
stretch, which I was very happy was not the case for us.
Baby 45-day-old elephant with his mother |
Next to the national park there is an elephant breeding
center that is operated by the Nepali government. They keep female
elephants who breed with wild male elephants every year and then have babies
that are trained to work in the jungle. When we were there we saw a 45-day-old
baby who was very friendly and came over to the edge of the pen where I was
able to pet him briefly before he ran away. There were also two twin elephants who
were one years old, which is a rarity for elephants.
Baby rhino and its mom at night near the jungle tower |
The last part of our Chitwan Adventure was pretty amazing.
We decided to forgo the luxurious AC and pack our bags to spend the night in a
jungle tower. Yes, straight up jungle tower. The national park owns a very
basic concrete tower and rents it out to tourists who cannot get enough of the
jungle during the day. We arrived at dusk and as we sat on the deck eating our
packed dinner and drinking Everest beer, I saw something out of the corner of
my eye. A baby rhino and his mother were coming out of the trees and walked
right across the open space in front of us.
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The jungle tower--our accommodation the last night |
The sounds of the jungle at night were intoxicating—the hum
of the various insects, chirping of birds that occasionally flew by, barking of
the deer (yes, deer), calling of the peacocks, and the rolling of nearby
thunder. By the end of the night, lightning lit up the night as jagged bolts
flashed across the sky above the tree tops. We fell asleep outside under a
mosquito net, but moved inside once the rain came. The pounding on the tin roof
was intense at times, but turned into a soothing pitter-patter—the perfect
jungle lullaby.
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