So day two of the travels! But before i begin, i must say that my true love for Danny was because he was a proper traveller. He had just got into a canoe on his own and rowed down the whole of the Danube river (he thinks that he could have set a world record, but wasn't too bothered about looking in to it!) Danny had also when we met him, just come out of a meditation place in Nepal where everyone agrees to be in silence for 10 days! How amazing....believe us, he was definitely in need of a chat when we met him! Respect Danny!
Onto Boxing day! We awoke at 6am feeling rather hungover to say the least. Standard 6am powercut, so packing our bags in the dark was a bit of a mission, but we hit the road and walked excitedly to our 'tourist' bus! After a rather funny/embarrassing attack of the giggles from Rose we were seated in the bus. 6.35am. When suddenly i remembered the 100 POUNDS that i had left under the mattress in the hostel...OH MY BUDDHA!!! I ran for my life, back to the hostel, and thank goodness they gave me the key and the money was still there! We have agreed that this was a 60/40 joint effort on the forgetfulness as the night before we had agreed that under the mattress was the best place for the money....arrived back at the bus with 5 minutes to spare...lovely morning run!
Feeling like the luckiest people for remembering the money in the nick of time, the journey passed nice and quickly. We realised that we were surrounded by all of the journalists from all of the newspapers in Kathmandu and that they were on their way to Chitwan to report on the elephant races. Always a great conversation starter...'do you know the Nepalese song 'Mercedes Benz'...its our favourite!' So out the tunes banged, and Rose got quite close and personal with one of the photo journalists who enjoyed fondling her hand...much to Roses disgust...he was freaking weird...however, he gave us his number and promises to take us around Kathmandu if Rose fondles him back...YES PLEASE Mr Journalist!
Arrived in Chitwan...to a sign that said 'Mrs Rose'...we are loving the signage that we get on arriving at places! Into our own personal jeep and off to 'Parkland Hotel'...Got settled into a nice room...WITH A TV, and headed down to lunch...lovely jubbly. Then we met our guide for the afternoon 'Robin' who was to take us to see the elephant races...we LOVED him and he thought that we were absolutely mental! Watched some oxes racing, but then...ELEPHANT FOOTBALL! From the start, Rose agreed that she would support the 'yellow's' and i would support the 'greens'...done deal...feeling confident the game begun! 5 elephants per team...as it begun we began to ask questions like 'can an elephant get a red card, or be sent off for bad behaviour' to which the answer was no. The only rule seems to be no trunking the ball! The whistle blew for half time and due to 'poo on the pitch' men came on and picked it all up with their hands!!! The game started again and our equivalent of a streaker ran onto the pitch...he was in fact a fully clothed drunkard! On came the police to take him off...in the end to my disappointment the 'Yellow' team won.
The prizes for winning either races or the football at the end of the three days are dance lessons....we weren't quite sure if that was for the elephants or the humans...if elephants can play football they may as well have dance lessons too!! Robin by now thought that we were completely off of our rockers! I must just say, that all of the elephants seemed very happy and well treated in the football...
Met up with Sunit and Sharad...owners of 'Parkland' and our hosts...They brought us two 'locals' aka strong whisky and water...and some local food...they also brought us token hats that promote the elephant races!! Off in Sharads car...a super english look a like...VERY posh! Feeling a little bit tipsy we 'freshened up' for the party that we were due to attend at another hotel...a party for the media...that means journalists! Met alot of people and owners of hotels, including 'Bikin' much much more about him later! Met the local doctor, and generally avoided Mr touchy feely journalist! Had food, and then as everyone began to leave, we were taken inside for MORE drinks with the important people....split up into 'Green' and 'Yellow' team we drank and drank and drank....One hotel owner 'Gyan' also known as 'the drunk monk' as he begins drinking at 6am sometimes! Sunit introduced Rose to him as the Queen of England, and from then on Rose was quite literally in her elemnet pretending to be royalty...i on the other hand played the part of the royal servant....great! We then got onto the conversation of England in the elephant races...'Drunk as a monk' actually owned the english elephant! We were WOWED, and seeing as though the Queen of England was here in Chitwan...oh and her servant, he decided that he wanted us to race on the elephant...us two and the mahout (driver)...he was slightly concerned that we would fall off...and to be honest, from both of our experiences of riding elephants in Thailand, we know that they aren't the easiest things to ride...Anyhow, we managed to persuade the drunk monk that we would be absolutely fine, and he agreed to race us tomorrow!!! Lets see....
Off home we went, feeling really quite intoxicated where we sat around the fire...split into pairs...i don't mean girls versus boys, i mean pairs! We chatted, 'chilled' and got what some might say 'comfortable'...others might say 'uncomfortable'...anyhow...Rose went on to point out that she has a boyfriend...in the stars....'Aryann' in the sky...him and his belt...he does look super cool in Chitwan and came out to say hello to us every night!
11.30pm and we hit the sack...not sure that either of us has ever drunk so much beer...Tomorrow is another day!