EMMA’S TRIP TO MARK DAVIDARS HOUSE IN NILIGRIS MOUNTAINS
I’ll never forget after all those days waiting for Rivaldo the elephant to appear and when he did thinking ‘Wow, a wild elephant!’. There he was scratching his arse on the tree, eating away at the jack fruit and carefully scrutinizing each of us on his pass by the veranda. Then, the next morning, we were lucky enough to get a second hello… Making my cup of tea in the morning and there goes Rivaldo past the kitchen window! Now that’s the biggest trunk I’ve ever seen at that time in the morning!