Thailand – Day 3 (Elephant Nature Park)

This is it. Today is the day! The entire reason why I came to Chiang Mai! Before coming here I did a lot of research trying to find an elephant sanctuary that was legit, ethical, and had a great reputation. Elephant Nature Park kept coming up again and again as the Number 1 option, so I booked a day with them. I got up early, had some toast and coffee, and walked to the main office just down the street from my hotel. There were 7 of us in my group, and we hopped in a van and headed about an hour north of the city to the sanctuary. Once there we lathered up in sunscreen and 95% DEET bug spray (northern Thailand is somewhat of a malaria zone) put on their uniforms and started chopping melons and mixing up elephant sweet snackies. After making the snackies, we rolled them into balls and fed them to the three elephants we were going to be with for the day to make friends with them. Meadow was the biggest and oldest at 70 years old and the leader of the trio. Touchdown was 55 years old and second largest, and “little” Saitan was 45 years old and a bit of a diva.

See, the elephants associated with this particular park are all rescue, rehabilitation and (sometimes) release animals. They rescue elephants used in the circus, tourism industry, and logging industry and nurse them back to health. Ones that can be trained to self-care are released into a protected space in the park. Unfortunately the release part is rare since no one that privately owns an elephant wants to give it away while it’s still useful. So most of the 300 elephants in this sanctuary are either very old (the oldest being 103) or they are disabled in some way (for example, Meadow is blind in her right eye) so the owners could no longer make money off of them. Once they can’t make money, they sell them to the park (kind of a ballsy move if you ask me) or just chain them somewhere until they starve, or they outright kill and eat them. Anyway, they were kept in their big pen while we fed them otherwise they’d trample us to get to the food. The elephants here have no ropes or chains so the only reason they have to follow us is food, it’s all positive reinforcement. All three had been part of the illegal logging trade before being sold for tourist rides and you could still see the scars on their heads and where they had no hair on their backs from the saddles, so at this park they only use food to train them what to do for care and comfort. After they ate their snackies, we fed them bananas just to bribe them into liking and following us even more, then we set off into the jungle.

We walked up and around towards the river, then sat down under some trees where they ate corn while we listened to our guide tell us about them and the park. On our way to the park we passed by some elephants with people on their backs, and our guide said there were multiple parks here and not all of them were ethical or for the good of the animals. A lot of them are for profit. For example, at another point we saw a different group of tourists with two other elephants in the river and those two had ropes around their necks and the tourists were laughing and climbing all over them. All we could do was look down and watch, those people chose the exploitative tour that costs 2,000 baht rather than the conservation tour that cost 6,000 baht. Our guide just kept shaking his head when people in our group asked who those people were and how they were allowed to do that, and just said in Thailand if it makes money with tourists then they’re going to keep doing it.

ENP lets the elephants decide what they want to do, about halfway through our time Touchdown decided she wanted to be by herself, so she left the other two and wandered off for a couple hours and they let her. Eventually Meadow was the one that called her back with that low guttural sound they make, and she came out of the woods nearby and stayed with us again. Around lunchtime we left the elephants to do their thing and hiked up to a lookout point with spectacular views for a veggie and noodles lunch and sat around and talked for about an hour and a half. It was the hottest point of the day so they kept us in the shade with food and water (much like the elephants below) until the sun moved off a little bit. Then we headed back down to where the elephants were and went into the river to splash around and feed them bananas. I didn’t go in the water too much, just enough for some photos, because the bottom was really rocky, the current was fast, and I just kept thinking about what was in there and ewwwww! We dried off and walked back to our starting point, said farewell to our three girls, and hopped in the van to the main nature park area.

The main park isn’t just an elephant sanctuary, they also rescue hundreds of dogs, cats, water buffalo, cows, goats, and chickens. There was an animal everywhere you looked! Our guide took us down to the elephant portion and walked us around a huge open air enclosure and introduced us to almost all of the elephants. He knew their histories, temperament, ages, and ailments and kept us away from them since the ones in this area they were hoping to one day release and they didn’t want them directly interacting with people. He took us back to the penned area where the sick and disabled elephants were, including the 103 year old elephant, a new elephant they had just rescued 4 months ago that had been starving and was still under quarantine, and another elephant that had his front leg maimed by a trap and was still undergoing treatment with the hope it might heal enough to walk on again someday. On the way back to the bus, lo and behold the founder of Elephant Nature Park who is typically traveling to spread the word about elephant conservation just happened to be there today and sitting and talking with people. So I approached and shook her hand and thanked her for all that’s she’s done for the hundreds of animals just in this park, let alone the entire elephant rescue network she’s built throughout southeast Asia over the past 20 years. What an incredible woman! Everyone pretty much slept for the ride back to the city and I took a deep scrub shower as soon as I got back to my room. I have a free day tomorrow but it’s supposed to rain, so I’ll have to figure something out. This ranks second only to the shark diving for this year though so far!

Vatican City

I woke up super early yet again to walk over to Vatican City and meet my before opening tour group. My sore throat has turned into a flow blown cold, which sucks, but it was a nice day and an easy walk so I dealt with it. Our tour guide was great, and power walked us through the line straight over to the Sistine Chapel. They forbid photos there now, but I probably could have taken 100 of them with just how beautiful that place is (I admit…me and pretty much everyone else in there still snuck a photo or two). Since they cleaned it in the 1980s the colors are so vibrant and lively and light. Michelangelo may have been an asshole but he was one hell of a painter.

After the chapel we made our way through the museums to see the highlight exhibits, including Rafaello’s rooms and some recently opened chambers. Then we made our way to St. Peter’s Basilica and it was starting to get pretty crowded by this point. Honestly I was a little let down by the basilica, for all it touts to be, and despite its size, I’ve seen far more elaborate churches in my travels. That being said, it is HUGE and artifacts are everywhere. You can even go down into the catacombs to see the graves of past Popes and even (supposedly) St. Peter’s tomb. They were doing a little mass off to the side so I sat and watched for a while, then grabbed some souvenirs and caught a couple guards in the original uniforms on alert outside. Then I walked through the main entrance to the city back out to Rome. It was almost 1pm by that point, and my cold really was getting worse, so I decided to grab some ravioli then head back to the hotel for some R&R and to pack for my Thailand flight tomorrow.

Paris – Day 3 then off to Venice

I packed up my bags to store at the hotel, checked out, and took a taxi to the catacombs. I was there a bit early so I sat down at a café for some caffeine. It’s funny, in the U.K area and Barcelona everyone had café mocha, it was like a staple drink, but in France no one has any idea what you’re talking about so I had to use a translation app to get the waiter to understand what I was asking for. He got it, and it was a good cup. After snacks I went outside to meet the tour guide who took us down to the catacombs including areas closed off to the general public. Our tour guide Leye was awesome, he knew a lot about the catacombs and why they existed and how they got the 6 million skeletons into about 106 miles of underground tunnels. It was a bit morbid, but I like creepy stuff like that. After the tour I went back to the hotel and picked up my luggage, then got to the airport early. Easyjet apparently doesn’t let you check in early though, so I got a salad at the airport restaurant and waited about an hour. After checking in I went to our gate, then to another gate, then back to the first gate, then shifted over one lane to another gate. I thought for sure my checked bag was going to get lost, but everything arrived safely.

With the delays it was after 9pm though by the time we landed, so instead of playing with public transportation I took a taxi to my hotel…or….at least I thought I could. It wasn’t until after I put the hotel into Google maps that I realized there are no roads that go through Venice. Also, the public transportation buses would have been easier and WAY cheaper to take since they all go to the docks anyway. I mean, I knew there were canals and boats were used but I didn’t realize there were NO roads connecting the islands. Oops, that’s what I get for doing zero research on these places. Once the taxi dropped me off at the boat area I got a one day ferry ticket and asked around trying to figure out how to get to my hotel. I asked 3 people and got 3 answers, so decided I should stick with the ticket person’s advice and take the #1 boat. I think that was the most roundabout way of getting to the hotel, but it was a nice night and a pretty ride so I didn’t mind too much. FYI, Google Maps is useless in Venice. For some reason they don’t have the walking paths all plotted out so it’ll direct you to a point then just put this magical arching dashed line like “Good luck bitch you better fly!” Fortunately bridges are plentiful so I figured it out, but it was past 11pm by the time I got to my room. Ready to go island hopping tomorrow!