| After many days of walking, laughing at all Derek's
        & everyone else's terrible jokes & sleeping in
        tents, we moved on. The bus was waiting for us on the
        highway & accompanied by our Sirdar Rinji & 2
        guides, Chhiring & Dilli, we took to the highway
        again, back part way on the road we had arrived on 9 days
        before. We took the road south to Chitwan along a fast
        moving river where we saw several rafts on the river side
        waiting to start the morning rafting adventure. It looked
        like fun. The road we were on was high above the river
        & just as winding as before with several washed out
        areas and attempts at repair. Passed the main town for
        that area where we spied a cremation taking place on the
        river bank. Reached a police checkpoint and after a delay
        while the directions to our lodge were straightened out,
        we reached the Tharu Village Lodge & checked in.
        There was a mixup in the reservations & the Village
        Lodge was over booked, so Ian & Pat volunteered to
        proceed to the Jungle Lodge for 2 nights. The rest of us
        drew lots for 3 rooms: 3 women in one, 3 men in another
        & one couple in the 3rd. It was all rather fun as the
        rooms were all spacious and had a full bathroom with a
        real toilet. What luxury. We had a good Nepali lunch
        beside the swimming pool, then hit the gift shop to buy t-shirts,
        shorts & a few souvenirs. Just had time for a short
        swim in the pool before joining a naturalist on a nature
        walk through the forest. Got driven to the start of the
        walk on an ox cart across a small stream. Didn't see any
        rhinos yet, but did see a fish eating crocodile sunning
        on the river bank and some monkeys, deer & birds.
        This village is on the buffer zone for the Chitwan
        jungle, a national forest and game preserve. Most of the
        food for the lodges is grown using organic methods by the
        villagers who live surrounding the resort. After a good
        continental style dinner, we were treated to more dancing.
        This time a group in Tharu native costume who performed
        to different music that we heard previously. Like some of
        our evenings, the group made sure everyone got up with
        them & tried out the steps. It was fun.   
		
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        morning, there was a delay in transferring us to the
        Jungle Lodge for our 2nd night, so some of us took a w
        alking tour through the Tharu village. It was almost a
        show village, most of it cleaner than the ones we had
        passed through on our walks, but still primitive with no
        running water or electricity. The wealth of the
        inhabitants is indicated by their roof, from straw thatch
        to tin to a few that were tiled. Went inside one home,
        apparently lived in by a staff member, that looked quite
        large. Some of the young men were having their morning
        bath at the family water pump in the front yard. They
        strip down to their undies & do a good job of soaping
        down & washing their hair. The 
		house had a common living room & a
        traditional kitchen on the ground floor; dirt floor, very
        small windows and double open fireplace in the kitchen
        but no chimney to let out the smok e which still hung in
        the room. Upstairs were 2 bedrooms & a storage room
        above the kitchen. The people sleep on straw mats which
        were neatly rolled up & have cotton filled comforters
        for warmth. The house seemed large until you discover
        that 12 people live there. Took the ox cart, then a river
        boat (no motor) and a jeep ride to the Tiger Tops Jungle
        Lodge. Pat & Ian were there & all excited about
        their stay. They had already been out on an elephant ride
        & seen a mother Rhino with her baby. Also had shared
        the lodge the night before with a group of 46 on a 21 day
        'Lost cities of the World' excursion, travelling in 2
        private jets at a cost of $35,000 USD each. Even so, they
        were rather rushed from one place to the next & only
        had the 1 night at Tiger Tops.   
        
		 We had lunch, then checked into our rooms in cottages
        on the property. Our large room opened up into a living
        room shared by Derek & Josie. Just time to get
        organized & attend an elephant briefing given by one
        of the naturalists & elephant handlers. They have 10
        Indian elephants at the lodge, 2 males called Tuskers
        & 8 females. One male was born at Tiger Tops 21 years
        ago, the only baby so far. Very interesting talk. Next we
        all went on our first elephant ride out to the grasses.
        We sat 4 to an elephant in a seat like a playpen on the 
		elephant's back with the handler riding
        behind the head guiding the elephant with his bare feet
        behind her ears. Once you learned to roll with the
        elephant's gait, it was comfortable enough. Saw a one
        horned rhino, then we turned off at a spot the handler
        said there had been a kill by a tiger. The baby rhino was
        the victim & the tiger was still around enjoying his
        meal. As we got close to the spot, the elephants each
        emmitted a low rumbling sound that reverberat ed in their
        heads and several trumpeted their displeasure. All of the
        elephants have met up with a tiger at one time or another
        & are not that keen on them, even though they are
        much bigger. All of a sudden the tiger jumped from his
        hiding place, but all I saw was the grasses move. We
        stuck around for a while but the tiger was well hidden.   
        Had an elegant candlelight dinner of quail in the
        dining lodge, then retired early to bed because we had
        booked to go again on an elephant ride at 6:30 AM, which
        came early enough. Started out in the morning in heavy
        mist, back to the same spot as the day before. The baby
        rhino carcass was still there and so was the tiger. This
        time most of us were able to just see the tiger hiding in
        the grasses. The elephants circled the tiger, but were
        not pleased doing this. My elephant tried to go the other
        way and had to be persuaded by her handler to stick
        around. The handlers tried to flush out the tiger again
        without hurting him or destroying too much of his cover,
        but he stuck his ground. It was exciting anyway.  
        We had planned to walk to the Tented Village, our last
        stop at Tiger Tops, but because the tiger was still
        around, we were driven part way in a jeep. We got out
        next to a river with 2 guides and after reconstructing
        the partly destroyed walkway, crossed to the other side
        & started up the path. Just a short distance away was
        an elephant eating in the trees. One of the guides went
        ahead to investigate & returned quickly with a look
        of fear on his face. He said it was a wild elephant that
        had stayed into the area & he wasn't taking any
        chances. We had to make a detour by clambering up a steep
        bank in the opposite direction. The guides were not
        wasting any time getting us out of there. We walked the
        rest of the way safely, arriving in time for lunch again.
         
        This lodge has no electricity at all. Each tent is
        very large with twin or queen sized bed and a private
        patio overlooking the elephant grasses below. The
        bathroom is separated from the tent by about 3 f eet but
        had running water & a solar powered shower.  
        
		 In the afternoon we chose between a river boat cruise
        or a jeep game drive. We all started by walking down to
        the river where one of their 3 elephants was led out to be bathed. We were
        invited to get in the river & help bathe the elephant
        so all the women in our group took their shoes off &
        waded in. It was fun finding out what an elephant felt
        like, lots of wrinkled skin & soft spongy foot
        bottoms. The elephant just lay back & enjoyed the
        attention. Ray & I chose the jeep ride which was
        rather long & didn't yield any more tigers, but was
        interesting for the birds - parakeets, black stork,
        peacock, jungle babblers - deer, rhinos & rhesus
        monkeys. We returned after dark and found the way to our
        tent by flashlight & kerosene lamp left outdie our
        tent and in the bathroom. Dinner was a shish kebab
        barbeque cooked outside their dining lodge. We were
        joined by the current manager, a 30ish english women, who
        seemed to like our company. She said were the youngest
        & livliest group in a long time! And we thought we
        were all rather aged.   
        The next morning, we couldn't resist one more elephant
        ride before leaving. Out in the mist again, so heavy it
        seems that it is raining, but no tigers this time. There
        is a mother & cubs near the tented village but she
        was not to be seen. Instead, Kary n's elephant came upon
        a pile of peacock feathers & signs of a fight. The
        handler said the mother was teaching her babies to hunt
        & got the elephant to delicately pick up all the
        feathers & give them to the guests. Quite a souvenir.
         
        After breakfast we left to take a short flight back to
        Kathmandu. The view from the small plane is great with
        the green hills below & the mountains to the north.
        As we approached the city we could pick out Durbar square
        with its temples & several other spots. Arrived at
        noon, with plenty of time to visit some of the shops
        & settle in. 
        
		 The next morning we walked to Mike's for breakfast,
        passing by the King's palace just as a red clad horse
        guard rode out the gates pulling 2 coaches. Rather out of
        place in this city. After a huge breakfast, we arranged
        for taxis to take us to Patan, an ancient town that is
        now a suburb of Kathmandu. There we visited the Tibetan
        refugee center, where there is a busy rug factory making beautiful wool carpets. We visited the
        spinning & weaving halls where mostly women sit on
        the floor working diligently. The show room upstairs
        captured quite a few of us as the designs & colours
        are beautiful & the prices very reasonable. After
        buying several, the waiting taxis took us to Patan's
        Durbar square where we photograhed the temples &
        visited a shop selling singing bowls. Ray discovered this
        shop in 1998. The bowls are a metal alloy & when
        rubbed with a woden stick emit different resonating
        tones, depending on the size. There was even a huge one
        that when placed on the head & struck, sent sound
        waves from your head to your toes.   
        That night we had our farewell dinner at the Thamel
        House. We were joined by Nancy & Tashi Sherpa, Gord's
        Nepali partner in Everest Trekking, & their 2 boys
        aged 5 & 8. We had an excellent Nepali meal &
        said our good byes as Karyn & Mike were leaving the
        next day.  
        
		 After the rest of our group had flown home, Ray &
        I explored more of Kathmandu. We started with a walk to
        the old Durbar square where we saw an Indian snake
        charmer with a cobra & python. Also revisited the
        temple of the Kumari Devi, the living goddess, a young
        girl of about 10, who has been the Kumari since she was 5
        & will stop at puberty. She made her requisite
        appearance at the window complete in full makeup and hair
        do. Kind of creepy. We continued on through the real back
        streets heading for the Monkey temple Swayambhunath, a
        Hindu temple. The streets are teeming with humanity & garbage, but we
        walked on without any problems until reaching the very
        steep stairs of the temple. The steps for the first half
        are lined with souvenir stands & beggars, many
        carrying babies, which is a bit of a scam. We ignored
        them & puffed our way to the top where we joined lots
        of other tourists & many observant Hindus who were
        lining up at one of the temples to be blessed. The temple
        is on a hill overlooking Kathmandu & gave a good view
        of the city, smog & all. Walked around the southern
        entrance of the temple & watched a man feed the
        monkeys from a bag of bread, causing a near stampede of
        at least 50 monkeys of all sizes.   
        
		 The next day we decided to keep our walking
        conditioning up, so we walked about 1.5 hrs to another
        Hindu temple, Pashupatinath, on the side of a river. The
        main temple is closed to non-Hindus, but you can catch a
        glimpse of the famous golden Bull from the door. The
        temple was crowded with many Hindu families coming to pay
        their respects. We walked to a hill where we could look
        down on the temple & observe the many activities
        there. Since the river is considered almost as sacred as
        the Ganges, it is the site of many cremations. There was a military band on the hill
        that started playing the Last Post across from a pyre
        covered in a red & gold damask cloth with a canopy
        over it. One of the observers said it was a member of the
        Nepal Royal family being cremated so that was the reason
        for the extra pomp & ceremony. This temple was also
        the home of a large monkey population, but we kept our
        distance.   
        There is Buddhist Stupa, reputed to be one of the
        largest in the world, nearby so we decided to visit there
        as well. It took us about 30 minutes of walking through
        more garbage strewn back alleys to reach it. Welcome to
        Kathmandu. The Stupa Bodhnath is the site of the largest
        population of Tibetans in Nepal, so there were many shops
        selling Tibetan style souvenirs. In fact the Stupa is
        ringed with shops in between several active monasteries,
        where services were in progress complete with gongs &
        drums. We had lunch at the Stupa View restaurant, which
        has balconies almost at a level with the top of the
        Stupa, so you do get a good view.  
        Met Gord & Gail Konantz that evening on their
        return from 2 weeks visiting the Rajistan region of India.
        They had a fabulous time travelling with car & driver
        & stayed in restored forts & old Raj palaces.
        Nancy & Tashi & boys took us all out to dinner
        that night to Chez Caroline, which is in a rather upscale
        boutiques style shopping mall, reminiscent of Sedona,
        Arizona. We were sorry to say good bye, but we will
        return to Kathmandu, probably next year. 
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