Thursday, 26 November 2015
A proper shower, what a treat, one of the nicest things when you get home from a trip, is a proper shower. Guaranteed hot water, not having to run around trying to find a drip or two, you can actually have one without clamping your mouth shut so as to avoid swallowing any. Just a joy. I am so glad to be home again.
I have to say that this trip for the SAVE meeting has been
full of rotten luck for me. We arrived in India on the 17th with an
extremely scary landing with Air India not to be repeated I hope! We then flew on to Kathmandu, however the
plane which was supposed to get us there by about 9.30 was delayed so we did
not arrive at the hotel until the afternoon. By the following day I had already
lost my alarm clock. The first day of the meeting went well, I was glad I had
remembered to take a jersey as it was pretty cold in the evenings and we ate
every meal out in the garden as the dining room was not large enough for all
the people. Late that evening I found my alarm clock inside the pillow case! I
had to chair a number of the sessions, which went well until the mid-morning
when the whole room tremored and I experienced my first earthquake. Everyone
moved swiftly out of the room and within minutes one of them had discovered
that the measurement of the earth quake was 5.2. After several minutes we all
went back into the room and carried on as if nothing has happened!
At the end of the second day of meetings, including the
Board meeting we all broke up and then went
outside for a celebration meal. The
lock on my room door had been causing me huge problems so I decided to get my
coat, but put my wallet in the inner pocket, just to keep it safe – wrong move
sadly. There was a fire on the lawn and we all sat round it, so after I had warmed up I took off my
coat and sat on it. You can imagine what happened. Left at about 10.00pm
without my coat. At 7.00am I got up the next morning, instantly remembered
about my coat, but not a sign was to be found. So my favourite brown Barbour
jacket that I had had for 15 years and had been all around the world with me,
plus my wallet with money, debit card, driving license, social security number,
train tickets home, and a whole load of other stuff that I suspect I will miss
over time having forgotten what was in there, was gone.
I had to fly down to Chitwan where the Nepalese conservation
breeding season to check that things were going OK there early that morning. So I left at 8.30
minus coat and wallet, hoping that it might be found. Chris sent an email to
home to tell them to stop my card, which unfortunately went to the wrong email
and never got seen. It was useful to see the vulture centre and as the various
questions needed. Because India is boycotting Nepal for some reason I do not understand, and not allowing any fuel
in, moving round in cars is tricky so I got from the hotel to the centre on the
back of a motorbike. I have not ridden a motorbike for donkey’s years, and
never without a helmet, it was an experience. On the way there we could go
through the woods which was interesting and somewhat bumpy but the evening we
had to go on the road through the village because of tigers. The road as well
as being longer was also a great deal rougher. Luckily the hotel would accept
being paid in Kathmandu by one of the NGO’s in the vulture programme as I had
no funds apart from what I had been lent by friends as the meeting. I flew back
to Kathmandu the following day, only to discover that I had left my alarm clock
at the hotel in Chitwan!! I hope to get it back next time I come over. (did I see this Elephant - no!! But I thought you might like the photo)
There had been no sign of my belongings, although the hotel
was very apologetic, so it had been stolen. I finally managed to get hold of
the Centre at home, but only by phoning a friend as I had had no replies to
emails or five phone calls, by which time I was somewhat stressed and my card
was stopped.
The following day we left at 6.00am to get to the airport
and fly to Delhi and then on to Chandigar, the second plane was delayed by two
hours so we finally got to the hotel in Pinjore at 7.30pm, a long day.
I woke the following day with a cold! We completed various meetings, had a look at the release aviary and on the second day there was actually an adult wild Oriental White-backed Vulture sitting on the top of it which bodes well.
Rhys and I left at 5.45am the next morning for Chandigar Airport and then Delhi Airport. We got to Heathrow late so I missed the train I had hoped to get but got there just in time for the next one. The Heathrow Shuttle people were really kind and gave me a card to let me on without paying again, which was a good thing as I did not have enough funds anyway! No one asked to see my tickets on the train thank goodness. Holly and Adam picked me up.
Things have been hard during my absence with various things going wrong. I was going to go up and see my sister Anna in December, but have changed that to January when all the staff will have had 10 days off and should be rested and ready to start the year again.
And now I am going to go and have a bacon and egg bap!! Hooray!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Hello
I have to say that keeping a weblog can at times become compulsive and at other times a chore. Sometimes I am berrated for not keeping it up and sometimes I get wonderful comments from people who follow the news of the Centre.
It is fun to share the daily goings on here, some good and some bad, some funny and some sad, but all a part of our daily lives.
And as I said before its a pretty cool to be here and it is a great place to visit, you should try coming and watching the birds and meeting the staff and of course the dogs.
It is fun to share the daily goings on here, some good and some bad, some funny and some sad, but all a part of our daily lives.
And as I said before its a pretty cool to be here and it is a great place to visit, you should try coming and watching the birds and meeting the staff and of course the dogs.
Slide Show
An interesting video on Lead
An interesting video on Lead
I find it staggering that people who want to hunt don't see the value in changing their ammunition from lead to a safer product. We have stopped using lead in petrol, in paint, in our water pipes, but they still want to use lead - ah well, apparently eating it not only kills birds but leads to reduced intelligence in humans......................
NO ONE is asking you to stop legal and genuine hunting, they are just asking you to change your ammunition!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHZGQ8i8AwI
I find it staggering that people who want to hunt don't see the value in changing their ammunition from lead to a safer product. We have stopped using lead in petrol, in paint, in our water pipes, but they still want to use lead - ah well, apparently eating it not only kills birds but leads to reduced intelligence in humans......................
NO ONE is asking you to stop legal and genuine hunting, they are just asking you to change your ammunition!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHZGQ8i8AwI
0 comments:
Post a Comment