Up again at the crack of dawn (5.15am). An early start was needed for our journey to Chitwan as part of the road is closed to all traffic after 9am, for 6 hours. The government is doing a lot of necessary road improvements, much-needed after the 2015 earthquake.
Unfortunately I woke up with a ‘dicky’ tummy, which heralded the start of more unpleasant things to come! Popping Immodium before a very light breakfast, I thought would see me through the coming journey and it did. Despite being bounced around inside a tin can along the worst tracks (you can’t call them roads when there is an absence of tarmac) I have ever been on. Worse than the one experienced yesterday, and this one went on for hour after hour. The traffic was nose to tail on a single track road in both directions and any error meant a couple of 1000m’s drop for someone. Thankfully not for us today.
We eventually arrived at the Jungle Crown Hotel, which through bleary eyes I guess is some way outside Chitwan. Looked a very nice hotel, even has a pool. While we waited for rooms to be allocated I pressured reception to give me one straight away as I couldn’t stay awake any longer. While Sue chatted with the rest of our party I went to bed and slept until woken by her at 6.30am the following morning.
While I was dreaming of waterfalls and elephant dung, Sue went along with the rest of our party on an afternoon safari. She saw a million different types of birds, loads of elephants and crocodiles and some water buffalo. Wish I had been there, but nature was calling (constantly) in a different fashion.
And that is as much as I know about yesterday.