The ants come marching in:
It must be spring.
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I promised a tiger picture! Here is the cub that chased the wild boar that got away. Mum was hiding in the long grass; resting in the heat of the day, only the tips of her ears, a playful paw and the swish of a tail somewhat visible. The carcass of a less fortunate boar was also lying prone, a treepie showing interest in it had her swat at the bird lazily.
My favourite peacock picture.
I already miss my uttapam breakfasts.
I saw but a tiny part of India, full of contrasts. It has much to offer. Of course, we were fortunate to have a good guide, and stay in excellent accommodation. But I have grown little brain hooks now, and news about India will be digested with new insight.
What’s my name?
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I don’t know why these floating heads slurping green scum make me so happy.
Danger lurks though. One warning bark and they were all on shore.
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Ranthambore Tiger Reserve has more than just tigers! We saw wild boar, sambar, chital (spotted deer), Nilgai (blue bull), and many different birds, including peacock, lapwing, snake bird, stork, woodpecker, cowpie… There are sloth bear, wild dog, hyena and other more nocturnal animals that we didn’t see in the few days we had available.
I’ll save my tiger shots for Friday…
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Varanasi is on the Ganges. The main cremation ghat(step) is Manikarnika Ghat (picture above).
Incidentally, I have just finished reading Holy Cow! An Indian Adventure by Sarah MacDonald, which ends off with Varanasi. I wet my earlobes and crown with the water, as advised by our guide: there were children swimming, and a water snake. Lots of people, boats, mosquitoes.
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The dies are all natural and change colour as they are washed in salt water and fixed in the sun.
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