Showing posts with label Nepal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nepal. Show all posts

Saturday, 29 August 2015

TOUR DE COFFEE: Wakey uppy juice, A cup of the good stuff!

Today, this hilarious video motivated me to get around to writing a post on coffee. 




“I'm trying to de-wank my coffee so i'll just have an International Roast. You know that powdery, instant coffee that comes in a big white tin." Kitty Flanagan on ABC's The Weekly


Currently Rob and I are enjoying coffee in Santander. One reason we are glad we chose to spend a month here, is they have a great cafe culture. It came at a time when we were really wishing we could walk down the street and simply "be" at a Melbourne cafe, even a snobby one! 

Before leaving for our trip I had a GRAND PLAN to do away with coffee for a year. Or, at least, to reduce my reliance on my morning coffee. 

This failed miserably. 


Leading up to our adventure was a very busy period that involved goodbyes (over coffee), alertness to move/sell/pack (cue caffeine), Christmas and New Years (hourly offers of coffee) and the grand event of a wedding weekend (a certain coffee scenario). 


Gilmore girls coffee-ism
It wasn't just that I kept my coffee habit way into the New Year as we inched closer to our departure date, but also that before we knew it, we were in Vietnam. The cafe culture in Vietnam is really like no other. I would live to take this moment to lay almost all of the blame the country for continuing my reliance on coffee! (This is probably more a compliment than anything else.)

...and so began our 


TOUR OF COFFEE!


Our coffee and cafe passion/habit has created a huge dent in our budget but I think it has been worth it. It is has been truly fascinating seeing just how different coffee is perceived in different places and how variable the cafe experience can be. We have found it surprisingly hard to predict when a "good" coffee will be served and when it won't. Our tastes have also evolved and we have realised just how much of a Melbourne-centric view of what makes a coffee good. 

Malaysia
Our first destination is certainly more hazy in my mind than other places. Adjusting to the humidity, trying not to get lost in our first country and still faintly clinging onto the notion of giving up the drink, coffee was not top-of-mind in Malaysia. I have previously tried the infamous Kopi Luwak (coffee cherries eaten and defaecated by a civet) which is mainly found in Indonesia but I also spotted it in Malaysia and Vietnam.

In Kuala Lumpur we did try something new (and hideously over-priced even by Melbourne standards!): coffee ice cubes that melt as you add hot milk.


Not really worth it!

Nepal
Nepal, naturally, was more of a place to sample tea. Outside of the touristy areas, cafes serving espresso coffee are scarce. Since Rob was last there in 2009, the expansion of cafes is astronomical because coffee machines now exist. Well, they might have been there but he didn't notice because it would not have occurred to him to buy a latte back then!

The tourist cafes ranged dramatically and you could not rely on first impressions! Of course, it is pretty amazing, and kind of outrageous I suppose, that a country battling with massive weather challenges, poverty, vast electricity restrictions and a range of other issues has any of these cafes at all. Our best coffee was probably at Himalayan Java (the Starbucks of Nepal) in Thamel.

Latte art! 
Lady selling Nescafes in Durbar Square

Cambodia 

Cambodia was really more about continuing my love affair with mango shakes/juice/smoothies but we did sample a few lattes. Importantly, we got the teeniest cutest take-away coffee you have ever seen!


Baby coffee for the bus
Phnom Penh latte

Vietnam's Ca Phe
Ca phe is serious business in Vietnam. Having spent a month in Ho Chi Minh, we tried to sample the dizzying array of styles. The big Vietnamese coffee chain, Trung Nguyen Coffee, has a multiple page coffee menu offering everything under the sun. Trung Nguyen are everywhere but that doesn't mean there aren't a multitude of other cafes. (Quite like Melbourne!) 
Rob and Ann at ca phe time!
What initially makes the cafe experience in Vietnamese unique is that often the coffee is brewed slowly at your table using a gravity drip system. Even at the most basic cafes your coffee choice involved numerous factors: black, white, hot, cold, ice cubes, milk, condensed milk, ice cream, etc. The beans are from everywhere, including Vietnam. It took us awhile to get our heads around the concept of having ice with a hot beverage. The best thing about the cafe culture in Vietnam is also probably the highlight of many aspects of the country: the community atmosphere on the streets.   

We actually failed to take many photos of our coffee experiences but I did capture Rob having coffee on the Mekong so that's something! 


Ca phe sau on the Mekong!
French Quarter cafe in Hanoi (note the mopeds outside)
China
Finding ourselves in another country famous for its tea and tea rituals, we didn't have many expectations for China. However, we had recently left Vietnam so caffeine was not optional at this point! We got by with instant and 3-in-1 packets (better than nothing!) for much of the time. When we splashed out on a tourist coffee (priced as such), it was hit-or-miss. This was kind of a let-down as when we did buy it, we saw it as a luxury. 


Drinking Beijing yoghurt was really a better
idea! (On the street so you could recycle the jar.)
Not all coffee was targeted at tourists. We have to give an honourable mention to the Guang Zhou cafe: One Dollar Coffee which did not, in fact, provide $1 coffee. It did provide a huge coffee that I would not recommend. 


Looks a lot like Starbucks!

In Beijing, Sarah, Rob and I visited a cafe with a great set-up overlooking a garden. It would have fit right in at home. When we were there it was absolutely dead and I wonder how viable it will be into the future.

Japan
Oh Japan! ...I don't want to say anything bad about you...still....months down the track and many km's down the road. However, coffee is not always your strong suit. A bit unfair to say when tea is obviously the priority. (Viewing a tea ceremony in Kyoto was a beautiful, tranquil experience.) 

In an exception to the rule, in Kyoto I searched the net for a cafe with good coffee being the sole criteria. I came across a cafe with coffee that an Australian tourist promised would transport me to Melbourne*. Vermillion Espresso Bar almost got there! Rob was even confident enough to order a soy latte. This has been extremely rare!


Kyoto for coffee

Kat's sideways latte
Rob's sideways SOY latte












* Whilst writing this post I found out that the barristas/owners lived in Melbourne for many years. They say that they drew their inspiration for the cafe from Melbourne. Uh huh! 


Mongolia
We didn't have high expectations for Mongolia but inside the capital we were most pleasantly surprised. Ullan Bataar seemed to have its own unique style of cafe culture going on. Possibly it is due to the boom times of recent years, but whatever the reason, we benefited. In UB we did a fair bit of planning and I did some work so it was great to have a plethora of cafes to choose from each day! We even had a Luke's! (For those not in the know: "LUKE'S" a homey cafe; your local; the place you want to be in the morning for your cup of joe! Origin: Gilmore Girls)


This was not the best UB had to offer but not too bad!


Finland
Excited to be entering a new continent full of coffee potential, but wary of the Northern Euro price tag, Rob and I found ourselves at our first European stop: Helsinki. Initially bursting with joy at the sight of outdoor cafes and European squares, I could hardly contain myself. Then I found the Finnish knew the way to my heart: a small chocolate on my coffee saucer.


Danger: Fairly consistent chocolate
accompaniment! Pretty good coffee.
Bearded Rob and Oliver at Robert's Coffee
Chain Cafe- they were everywhere!
You might think that was the end of it. That once in Europe life was a coffee dream. No, not quite! You see, I do prefer a cafe latte and, obviously, milk isn't really the way in most of Europe. So I have been switching it up, an espresso here, a cafe latte there. Apparently there is a Parisian cafe that serves Flat White's now! 

Ireland
During our road trip of Ireland we found the coffee to vary greatly. Our first Irish coffee (actually invented for tourists apparently) was absolutely horrible. Not at all what Mum had remembered from the past. Luckily those that followed were better. 

The best part coffee-wise in Ireland for me was that Mum gave Rob and I Keep Cups! (From an Australian company but sold in Dublin!) They have been brilliant, especially whilst we were on the road in Ireland and then on our various camping expeditions.


On the "interesting" side...
Keep cup coffee!



Mum with her Irish coffee!

Scotland
Still flummoxed at my discovery that "Lemon, lime and bitters" is not a drink found commonly in the UK (or Ireland) but actually a beverage of Australia invention, I took awhile to assess the coffee landscape in Scotland! When I did, I found some great coffees and some average ones. 

One of the better coffees was at Loch Lomond at Cafe Street Mocha or maybe I was influenced by the clever handle at the entrance!


Loved this door handle 
Latte art! A side of toffee!
The Netherlands
We were welcomed to the Netherlands by a sunny street-side picnic lunch and coffee with my friend Ilir and his housemate, Jackie. A fantastic way to kick off our time in a beautiful country....until Jackie mentioned that he had his coffee with milk- "the WEAK way". Thus we were welcomed to mainland Europe! Really, it was about this time that I put a bit of extra effort into embracing the espresso. (Rob was ahead of me on this one!) Regardless, I did have some good lattes in the Netherlands and not much beats a coffee on a pretty canal in Utrecht.


A cycling pit-stop for coffee
Mini stroop waffle!

Coffee along the canal
France
During our first half of our short time in France we were spoilt by relatives, in all ways including coffee! We weren't in France long enough to visit a huge amount of cafes however, given the fact that we sought out the French quarters in many other cities does give some indication of what we expect from French cafes. (Refer to Vietnam above for example.) That said, we had an absolutely disgusting coffee in Montmartre!  

In Bordeaux we visited the Medoc region for a chateau tour. Apart from the wine tastings we were presented with a beautiful picnic that included a great coffee and the regions celebrated Caneles de Bordeaux. 

Bordeaux style
Spain
So far Spain is right up there in the coffee stakes! Not only is the espresso good but they make a great cafe con leche- finally I've hit the jackpot. The price tag is also much more condusive with our coffee habits. So far my favourite cafe is el museo de la musica which perhaps doesn't really sound like a cafe at all. I actually want to eat here at some point.


First coffee in Santander

"TAKE-AWAY" POINTS
  • You really can't really generalise about a country's coffee: surprises abound
  • Noone seems to serve coffees in latte glasses like at home! 
  • We are coffee snobs...but only a little bit. Nothing gets in the way of us and caffeine, even a lack of latte art or a 3-in-1 packet.
  • Coffee is an adventure!


Tuesday, 26 May 2015

ACCEPTING CHALLENGES TO RAISE MONEY FOR NEPALI YOUTH

For a while Rob and I have been thinking we would like to raise money for those less fortunate in the countries we have visited. It would be great to be able to assist somehow in increasing the educational and vocational opportunities for youth, like those I worked with at the orphanage in Ho Chi Minh. 

Right now we would love to raise some money to aid Nepali youth both for the immediate need now and for their future needs beyond emergency assistance. The devastation that the two recent large earthquakes have caused is incomprehensible. We want to assist in any small way we can. 

We have decided to support UNICEF and will be taking bids and challenges from people for some of our future destinations in exchange for a pledge to give to UNICEF's "Nepal Earthquake Children's Appeal".

"UNICEF is working tirelessly to do whatever it takes to ensure the health and safety of Nepal's children.

The most pressing needs include:

* Shelter for people struggling to protect themselves from the sun and rain,

* Clean water,

* Health – more than 80 per cent of health facilities in the five most severely affected districts have been severely damaged, with treatment taking place outside,
* Support for children who have experienced extreme stress,
* Learning centres and safe spaces to help children get back to a normal routine as quickly as possible."


If you want to support this cause, and see us juggling on the streets of Kyoto, eating squid sashimi, or interviewing strangers in Ulaanbaatar…. Then visit our Facebook page. You can donate directly, or we will accept funds by Paypal or bank transfer and donate to UNICEF's appeal on your behalf. 

Here's a list of our upcoming destinations where you can set us location specific challenges!

  • Kyoto
  • Ulaanbataar
  • Helsinki
  • Dublin and around Ireland & Edinburgh

So far we will be 

*Singing the Jamaican bobsled team song on a busy street.
*Spending a day dressed in green and only eating green things.

A big thanks to Christie, DJ and Tim for the donations and challenges!

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More to come!


Hiking in Nepal in February

Saturday, 18 April 2015

Sunset and Sunrise Mission 2015! (Part 1)

I thought it would be nice to have a Sunset and Sunrise Mission for the year. (Okay, if I am honest, it was initially just a Sunset Mission but I thought I'd make it more enjoyable/easier.) The aim is to see a sunrise or sunset in every country we visit. Here is our progress so far:

Malaysia

We have already blogged on our failed attempt at finding a sunset spot in Kuala Lumpur, and we really did not have many other tried at it. Luckily, on our trip to Pulau Selingan we caught the below sunset before we were ushered off the beach in case the turtles arrived to hatch. It was not spectacular but at least we have one to show. (And we will always remember Rob hacking at a coconut for half an hour while I did laps on the sand!)


Pulau Selingan

Nepal 
Nepal likes to turn on the fog or up the pollution in time for sunset. From Kathmandu you cannot see much at all and Pokhara sunset was rather disappointing. We enjoyed a beautiful sunrise at Poon hill but I really like this shot from Chitwan National Park. (Taken around the time Rob was looking for a brown crack.) 


Elephant in a Chitwan sunset

Vietnam
Phu Quoc purportedly provides the best sunsets in Vietnam. Whilst we did enjoy saying goodbye to the sun from the beach with cocktails there, we think our Mekong sunset took the cake for Vietnam:


Phu Quoc March sunset

Mekong fishing village
Cambodia
As it was severely hot in Siem Reap, we got up before dawn and rested during the middle part of the day. On our second morning at the temples we visited Banteay Kdei and Srah Srang and I captured this couple a bit after sunrise. 

Sunrise from Banteay Kdei looking towards Srah Srang
On our third day at the temples we spent some time trying to capture the beauty of Angkor Wat. 


Angkor Wat
Hopefully there are more sunsets and sunrises in our future- stay tuned!

Saturday, 21 February 2015

Kathmandu


Differences noticed by Rob
Coming back to Kathmandu was a lot like coming home, but to a place where all the chairs have been moved around a little bit.  The first place I could notice a change was at the airport, where we did not have to battle to keep hold of our bags, find an ATM (admittedly the ATM was either out of money or without power - so not much has changed there).  My Nepali language skills were extremely rusty but I managed to convey to our driver that I wasn't a "regular" tourist, I had actually lived here before (I think this was more important to me than to him).

Our ride to our hotel was punctuated by me attesting to Kat "I used to work there", "wait, I have no idea where we are" to "oh, now I know" to "I don't remember there being this much/this little traffic".  Truly, I spent that ride taking in the smells, the sounds and the feeling of being back in Nepal.

Taxis - don't pull the lever
Before long I showed Kat along the road, eager to revisit Lazimpat (my old neighbourhood) and introduce her to my friend Gunga who owns a teashop there, and even hopefully to eat at Katherine (Ensler's) and my old Lazimpatian haunt the "LGC" (Lazimpat Gallery Cafe).  The whole area has changed a great deal and I could not even identify where the LGC used to be.  What used to be a bustling 2 lane main road with a giant hole in place of a sewerage access point is now what appears to be a 4 lane highway through to the northern part of the ring road.  The businesses on either side are shiny and even flashy, with bakeries sporting espresso machines and fancy new signs.  The road down to the Radisson and Katherine's old house is also newly paved.  My old apartment building still seems to exist, but hidden behind a development or two that initially led me to believe it had been knocked down. There was no trace of the old local rubbish tip where garbage was left for up to a week until magically carried away in the dark of night.

The longer we spent there, the faster the Nepali words and inflections came back to me, it is remarkable how much more comfortable I felt in Nepal because I had some of the language skills to navigate the place, as compared with Malaysia or Vietnam.  With Malaysia, there's a tendency to feel pretty comfortable because most things and people behave the way an Australian would probably expect them to and for a large part, you can fall back on English.  In Nepal, even when there is a good smattering of English, having a phrase here or there can really turn things in your favour (with the exception of the bike incident). 

Politically, not a great deal has changed, at least on the surface.  There is no constitution, what was to be the priority of government outlined during my time there.  The people in many regions are still plagues by power outages and a lack of essential infrastructure.  However, change moves slowly, and having had 7 years away, you can see some things here and there that give you hope.  Street kids were not to be seen anywhere we went in Kathmandu - I'm not sure whether this is a good or bad thing, as they had to go somewhere...

Mr Dahal (also known as "Prachanda the Fierce") is still yelling and shouting whenever you turn on the TV.  I have no doubt that his popularity has waned in the years since I left.  Having fought and "won" an insurgency that he started in 1996, he rose to power while abolishing the monarchy with astounding popularity (August 2008) and then gave it up in a tantrum (May 2009), all in the time I lived there.  All my memories of seeing him or hearing about him were of a man with strong conviction but a fierce temper; although he is no longer Prime Minister, it seems both are still with him.


Kat's first impressions

It was great to see some of the places Rob had told me so much about. (Even if everywhere we walked was either half or double as long as Rob remembered!) I enjoyed seeing him excited at being back and was enthusiastic about putting a picture to the stories I had heard.  I saw where his regular hole-in-the-wall store was that he bought eggs and some of his old hang-outs. Apart from this my first impression of Nepal was not wholly positive. Kathmandu airport is a strange, old place and the Nepali customs man was not altogether welcoming. Then out on the street, the dust and air pollution really irritated my nose at first. Maybe I cannot remember but I did not feel like that in New Delhi, India, despite the fact I think they are comparable in this regard. 

What I did like was mo mo's (actually having them in Nepal!) and one of our first walks through Kathmandu valley to Swayambunath temple. Although the view from the temple was hazy, it was a beautiful structure and nice to watch people doing their morning rituals up there, whether it be prayer, exercises, tea or singing. People were, as always, feeding the monkeys and the puppies also seemed to be 'looked after' in Nepal. Overall it was a good first couple of days before we headed off the mountains, probably my preferred habitat! 


Swayambunath


Dogs dreaming of biscuits at Swayambunath (just wait until they wake up!)
Catching up with/meeting Rob's friends

Shivaratri, Durbar Square and Pashupatinath 

We visited Kathmandu's famous Durbar Square on Maha Shivaratri (Hindu festival celebrating Shiva and the day he married). Krishna had explained that it is a day Nepali Hindu's wish for a good husband or wife (or that they remain good). It was an excellent day to visit Durbar Square because it was alive with people and colour. We sat there for a fair while watching as people queued for the temples, prayed and made offerings. A marching band, an army brigade, matching outfits (not just couples), children playing and the distinctive architecture captured our attention for quite some time. 


We visited the Royal Palace and saw endless exhibits about the last King of Nepal. Some of it was really interesting (parts that showed what was happening in Nepal at the time) and some of it weird (a fake aquarium that looked like a primary school diorama and was apparently owned by King). In the end it got very repetitive as it contained every picture taken of the King, his coin collection, his book collection, etc, etc. This mostly shows how important a figure he is in Nepal, but for us a small portion of the museum was enough. It was great climbing up the tower and looking down at views of Kathmandu. 


Later that evening we attempted to visit Pashupatinath, one of the most sacred temples in Nepal. We barely made it within cooee of the temple. The best we could hope for is to join the masses walking near the temple and watching others in a ginormous queue. (One of the most formal queues ever to grace the city!) Oh and we also paid an absurd price for fairy floss due to the tourist tax (The first guy tried to sell the tiniest fairy floss to us for 300 rupees! That is around AUD$4. We still paid probably 3 times the locals at about AUD$1, which of course was absolutely fine and completely worth every cent!) Even though we did not get to see the temple, it was nice being amongst the festivity. 



One of the day's many colourful queues


Shivaratri at Durbar Square


For sale - outside the temple


Nescafe lady: Why limit such things to sporting events?


Kala Bhairab - god of destruction at Durbar Square 


He stood here for ages


Army marching through Durbar Square


Marching band
Garden of Dreams
A well-known retreat from the dusty streets of Kathmandu is the Garden of Dreams, a walled European style garden with fountains, pavilions and flower beds. Once owned privately, the garden was restored by the Austrian government from the beginning of this millennium. Having paid the entry of Rs. 200 per person (for Non-Nepali), you can visit the cafe or enjoy the atmosphere from the benches or pillows on the grass. We enjoyed a morning and lunch here and it was a nice change of pace.


A retreat from the city: Garden of Dreams

Boudhanath

A highlight of our time in Kathmandu was visiting Boudhanath, one of the largest stupas in the world. Rob has visited a few times previously but was keen to go back. We both enjoyed the sensation of walking around the stupa clockwise with a mass of people. (If you walk anti-clockwise you do not gain any merit and also generate negative karma.) The rhythm and movement of the uniform walking and the spinning of prayer wheels made it quite peaceful. It almost became hard to stop walking around. Eventually we stopped for a rooftop tea break and attempted to catch a sunset. (We didn't have must luck on this front whilst in Nepal unfortunately.) 


Boudhanath
Sea of people moving with the current


Hostel we liked: Sister's Guesthouse

We stayed in a few hostels in Kathmandu over the month. Our last one was easily the best because the owner, Biman-Didi, was friendly, welcoming and helpful, the food was great, the wifi and hot water were fairly good and the rooftop was good place to hang out or do yoga. It was right in the thick of Thamel so expect some noise, but if you can handle this, it was a winner. It is also one place you can get the tongba (warm Tibetan beer). One of the only beers I have ever enjoyed. When we left, Biman-Didi presented us with a khata (traditional Tibetan Buddhist scarves) that give you good luck for travelling. 

Dinner with Krishna
Our trekking guide, Krishna, had kindly invited us to dinner with his family towards the end of our stay in Nepal. He lives with his brother, sister-in-law, sister and baby niece. It was great to meet them all and we felt lucky to be invited into their home. His sister-in-law and sister cooked us a delicious dahl baht but did not eat with us and we were already home by 7:30pm!

Wednesday, 18 February 2015

Chitwan National Park (Travel Dream!)

Travel dreaming
Our second attempt at fulfilling a travel dream came off without a hitch! Rob had dreamt of visiting Chitwan National Park since 2008 when he lived in Kathmandu. Chitwan is in the south-central region of Nepal, near the border with India and covers approximately 900 square kilometres. The park has more than 700 species of wildlife. Rob had heard great things from friends and was most excited about the possibility of seeing a rhino.


Where to find the animals
First views of Chitwan National Park

Pokhara to Chitwan
The bus ride from Pokhara to Chitwan saw me transporting back and forth between Nepali towns in 2015 and a high school crime scene in Maryland 1999. I had finally taken up my sister, Sarah’s, recommendation to listen to the Serial podcast (you should too!). Problem was I couldn’t stop listening and went back-to-back through 4 episodes. Even during our road-side stop I kept listening as we treated ourselves to a Himalayan Beans coffee. (Yes, drive through's have arrived in Nepal.) I found the below sign a bit disturbing. 

Read the bottom line of the sign
On arrival at Chitwan we were pleased to be in a more temperate climate again. Our accommodation was luxurious because we had a discounted package from the Upper Mustang tour company.


The Mystery of the Brown Crack
Once we had lunch and settled in, we met Umesh, our guide for the evening. He showed us around the village and the town before we walked along the river. Umesh was an excellent guide, not only because he knew his stuff and had a hawk’s eye for spotting wildlife, but also because he spoke to me as well as Rob. (Often I have found that Rob is addressed in conversation.) Near the river that borders the national park, Umesh spotted some deer with antlers bigger than their bodies from a miraculous distance. He also pointed out a “brown crack” to us at one point. Rob searched for it but didn’t see it. The next day our second guide had indicated another “brown crack”, this time Rob spotted it and then revealed the day before he had been searching for a crack in the ground rather than a bird!

Rob searching for a brown crack!
After dinner we attended a cultural dance show in a local hall. There were some brilliant dances and odd audience behaviour. Our favourite involved a high level of coordination and rhythm sticks. We think it could have been interesting for Rob’s brother, Tim, who does and teaches stage combat. After the show we went to a Food Festival that had taken over the town. It felt a bit like that festival they do in Summer along the Yarra and sell the same food you can get in the CBD for half the price. However, it was nice to see how the town celebrated.

This is your breakfast! 
On our second day we were set to take part in a boat ride, jungle walk and jeep safari. Firstly we were greeted by the friendly waiter at our hotel who was present at every meal and always exceedingly cheerful. That morning when our food arrived at the table he dramatically declared, “This is your breakfast!” This amused us since many times whilst travelling in Nepal we often found ourselves not knowing basic things that were happening, for example how long a bus would be stopping for lunch (or was it a toilet break?). Anyway, whenever the waiter presented our meals I found myself saying “Wow” as some sort of unconscious reflex that attempted to match his cheer. (The food was fine but we had much better meals trekking in remote regions to be honest.)

Speaking of not knowing basic things, I think the confusion that sometimes result for the tourist in Nepal was well encapsulated by a scenario at Jomsom airport. Rob and I were waiting to go into separate male and female rooms to be searched by security before boarding our flight.  Two other tourists were ushered over to the queues by their guide. Soon they were laughing and I heard one of them say, “I thought we were being told to line up for the bathroom before our flight, not security.” (In the end the small airport did not manage to rustle up a woman to search the female travellers, so once all the men had been searched I was told to go through the male entry. Noone searched me because I suppose security is considered second priority in this instance.)

Tiny canoe chairs in the fog
Getting back to Chitwan, we soon found ourselves on tiny chairs in a narrow canoe (made from the trunk of a silk-cotton tree) that threatened to tip with every head turn. We were on a boat with three other tourists and three guides that liked to spot the same birds and make the same jokes! (As a visitor to the national park you must have a guide.) It was a foggy morning but were able to see a number of birds before landing for our jungle walk. During the walk we saw more birds, including a few woodpeckers and some deer. I was pretty chuffed when I spotted a sole deer about ten metres off right near our path, before our guide.

Did we mention it was foggy?

Cloaked in fog: our morning trek did not initially look promising
Soon the fog cleared up for this explorer

An elephant's life
A visit to the elephant nursery sanctuary was also a part of our program but I was not super keen. In fact, I was hesitant about visiting Chitwan at all because I had read negative reviews about the treatment of elephants. In the end, we decided to opt for a jeep safari rather than an elephant safari so that we were at least not supporting these practices directly. 

Elephant at his post 
This guy came directly over to me once unchained
Daily trip to the forest for the elephants to collect their food
The visit to the nursery was amazing because I had not been that close to an elephant before. It was interesting to seem them interact with the mahout who unchained them and took them to the jungle for feeding whilst we were there. It was also quite sad seeing these elephants with their front legs chained together and, more so, once I read about how they were trained. An elephant calf is initially isolated from its mother and food and water is restricted. The calf is chained as not to harm the trainers. The elephant is taught vocal and signal commands and may be injured during training. I have read they use punishment here rather than the positive reinforcement used to train elephants in other places. 

Commands taught to elephants

However, the flip side of the coin is that the trained elephants do some important work. I have since read that in the past few years, Chitwan has reduced the level of rhino poaching (rhino horns are falsely believed to have medicinal benefits by some and thus are very valuable and sought after). Elephants are used by the army to patrol the national park for poachers, rescuing people from flooded areas and counting wild animals. Unfortunately it seems they are also used in polo games. It really made me question how we see the training or domestication of some animals as okay but not others. I suppose I think that training elephants is okay as long they are treated well. I am not enthusiastic when they are trained purely to entertain tourists.

Jeep safari 
Our jeep safari started off slow as we entered the outskirts of the park. Though I had deliberately set myself low expectations for wildlife spotting, I started to wonder if we would see much at all. I remember saying to Rob that the dried coconut we were munching on was the highlight so far! Thankfully our luck improved. In 4 hours on the jeep we ended up seeing one rhino, one python and many crocodiles, deers and birds. We were very close to the rhino who did not seem to be perturbed by our presence. The poor guy had lost his horn. Our guide told us this was due to bats which confused us. We had read that if rhinos are poached for their horns they are usually killed in the process. We wondered if perhaps the park rangers had removed the horn to protect the rhino, but we were told they don’t do that at Chitwan. So we are not sure why the one-horned-rhino was in fact hornless, but we are pretty sure that bats had little to do with it. It was amazing to see both the rhino, deer and crocodiles up close.

We saw a rhino!
Oh Dear! Missing our camera and a phone camera did not cut it!

Crocodile Sanctuary
Mid-way through our jeep safari we stopped at a crocodile sanctuary. Initially I was most excited about a visit to the bathroom. Then I spotted a spider the size of my head next to the loo, and decided I could wait. At the sanctuary we learnt about the Gharial crocodile species that is critically endangered. The sanctuary is doing all it can to boost numbers but it sounds like it has a challenge ahead. The visit confirmed for me that crocodiles are such odd but fascinating creatures. I would pick one to watch and see how long before it moved an eyelid or went to close its open mouth. Most of them looked like statues at a theme park. 

Nothing sinister



Open mouth competition number 306

More alarming than the spider?

Sunset on our jeep tour
Living a dream! (well this was in the carpark but you get the idea.)

Back to Kathmandu
The bus to Kathmandu was rough. Amazingly it was Rob that felt motion sickness and not I. Nonetheless I still managed to lose half my lunch due to the toilet conditions at one of our stops. We were both relieved when we finally made it to Kathmandu in the middle of the afternoon. Our trekking guide, Krishna had invited us to dinner at his house that night to meet his sister, sister-in-law and baby niece.



Useful information for visiting Chitwan:

Tour or go it alone?: Whilst you need a tour guide once inside the park, you can get to Chitwan independently - we would certainly recommend this. (NB: We didn't due to of our discounted package after the Upper Mustang saga but usually we probably would.) Getting a bus from Kathmandu or Pokhara to Chitwan is easy enough.

Elephant sanctuary: If you go, make sure you visit the museum here to learn about the life of the elephant. It was good to get this insight though it left me with many questions. Most people missed it and our guide did not mention it until I enquired about it. (This time I had done some pre-reading.)

Jeep safari: A lot of places may advise the elephant safari over the jeep tour because the engine will scare away the wildlife. However, I feel like we saw a number of animals for a safari and though I have no experience from atop a Chitwan elephant, I would recommend the jeep option.

Camera and binoculars: A good zoom comes in handy (i.e. make sure your camera doesn't break just prior to your trip to Chitwan like some people we know! (DOLPHIN SANDS ROAD! *Shakes fist!*). Our guides lent us their binoculars lots but, if practical, having your own might be nice too.

When to go: Apparently it was a good time to go because they do burning off  of the elephant grass around this time of year and you can see more wildlife with the grass cleared.

Recently burnt-off elephant grass