My alarm was set for
4:15 am today! We had signed up for a visit to Panna National Park, known to
have tigers. The
ride there was in the dark of course, and it was cool enough for my sweater and
Gortex jacket. Tiger poaching has been an issue and security was tight. We had
to show our passports twice in order to proceed into the park. Before we set
off we were given the chance to use the facilities. Not one to pass up that
opportunity. I got to use a squat toilet for the first time since Morocco!
The main goal was to
see tigers or leopards in the wild so we sped on to the area where they were
often seen. Like Africa, there are many trails throughout the park and we drove
around, hoping to catch sight of the elusive creatures before it got too light
out. We weren't lucky today but the other two jeeps were.
We saw many deer,
antelope, monkeys, peacocks, eagles, other birds, and even a mongoose. It
warmed up nicely as the sun got higher and higher in the sky.
At about 10, we headed
back to the hotel. The drive back was an interesting one since it was now
daylight. I hadn't realized we had passed through many small settlements. We
saw people working, kids going to school (I think), and all manner of activity.
The road had frequent washouts due to a particularly bad monsoon season a few
years ago. At one point, we saw a big truck on its roof in the ditch.
Apparently it had gotten too close to the edge of the road, there was a drop
off, and the truck had flipped. The way they drive here, it was no wonder.
Back at the hotel I had
another shower to wash the dust off then packed up. The bus left Khajuraho at
11:30 and we drove for 2 hours. Our destination for tonight is Agra. But first,
came lunch in the town of Alipura.
When we were close to this lunch destination, KV told us all to get off the bus as we had a surprise
mode of transportation for the last kilometer or so. Three ox carts awaited us
and we piled on, 6 to a cart. It definitely gave me an appreciation of what
people here go through for long distances. The locals must have thought we were
crazy. They stared, waved, laughed, took photos and even videoed us passing by.
We had lunch in a
restaurant in an old building with a beautiful courtyard. There were no menus,
so KV told us what the choices were. I ordered the vegetable paneer (vegetables
with cottage cheese) with garlic naan bread. This time the bread had chunks of
green peppers together with what looked like pieces of fresh garlic. It was all
delicious! We were also served some home brewed hard liquor made with local
fruit and were given some lemony soda to mix it with. I tried it straight as
well as with the mix. It wasn't particularly tasty, just strong.
As we were finishing,
two other people walked into the restaurant which had been empty except for us.
It was Helen and her husband from Vancouver! What a small world! Perhaps we
will meet again. And as we were eating we heard music coming from outside. It was a group of people celebrating the birth of a baby with gifts, music and dancing.
After eating we had a bit of time to explore the rooftop terrace and I photographed women sorting through big bags of rice, and two boys playing with a stick and a plastic jug for a 'ball' or a 'puck'. They saw me and waved. I find that in general, the people here are quite friendly, especially if you smile first and/or wave.
After eating we had a bit of time to explore the rooftop terrace and I photographed women sorting through big bags of rice, and two boys playing with a stick and a plastic jug for a 'ball' or a 'puck'. They saw me and waved. I find that in general, the people here are quite friendly, especially if you smile first and/or wave.
Our next leg of today's
journey was on the bus again for another 2 hours. This time it had heated up
considerably. There was air blowing out of the vents but it didn't help one
iota. The sun coming in through the window was merciless. I tried to sleep but
it was impossible. I must have dozed off eventually though but it wasn't easy
with the driver blowing his horn so frequently. The road we are on is narrow
and only one lane in either direction.
The last leg of today's
journey is the train to Agra.
We have assigned seats and only 5 minutes to board. My seat mate is a young man from Delhi. His English is good. He asks me if I am from the U.S. I'm Canadian I reply loudly and proudly! We end up chatting about politics, food, health care, Delhi, where I've been on this trip so far, and of course the weather. I apologize for asking so many questions but he doesn't seem to mind. Maybe I relieved the boredom of a long train ride home for him.
We have assigned seats and only 5 minutes to board. My seat mate is a young man from Delhi. His English is good. He asks me if I am from the U.S. I'm Canadian I reply loudly and proudly! We end up chatting about politics, food, health care, Delhi, where I've been on this trip so far, and of course the weather. I apologize for asking so many questions but he doesn't seem to mind. Maybe I relieved the boredom of a long train ride home for him.
We are served supper on
the train and I get paneer again. It's good. It's supposed to be a 2 hour train
ride but it turns into 3 when the train makes an unscheduled (?) stop, perhaps
to let other trains by. I also visit with the young Australian couple. They are
so well educated and mature for their age - a real pleasure to visit with.
Our hotel isn't far away thank goodness. Everyone is beat tonight. My left ankle has swollen up something fierce and I am a bit dizzy right now. I wonder what gives.
Our hotel isn't far away thank goodness. Everyone is beat tonight. My left ankle has swollen up something fierce and I am a bit dizzy right now. I wonder what gives.
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