When we got to town we were all thirsty and hot. We had wood apple pop, checked out the axle on the jeep, bought some fruit, and headed towards the old camp site.
It was a pleasant ride full of deer and wild boars. I felt as though I had been transported into a storybook from my childhood, the jungle was primitive and untouched. Every tree looked as though it had a small house like Yoda’s or looked as though it could be a home for a small elf or two. The road looked like something little red riding hood would be skipping down. It had a mystical surreal quality. I feel truly blessed to have been able to see a glimpse into the lives of these magnificent creatures.
When I saw my first herd of wild elephants their magic took my breath away; their specialness and their king of the jungle aura. They literally walk in slow motion. On the drive we saw three herds of elephants. It seems that all animals were moving out from the water holes to the grassy plains to eat.
Earlier I went for a swim in the lagoon. Upstream there were monks doing a sacred ritual and their bright robes stood out from the green of the jungle, the white of the sand, and the black of the rocks they were standing on. Again, I feel blessed to be able to witness this is a once in a lifetime event.
As I write this I sit on my bamboo mat overlooking the lagoon from a high cliff. Trees are surrounding me and my mosquito net is tied to the tree. It is very warm and there is a slight breeze. I feel blessed and privileged to be here.
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