Day 11 - Jungle awakening

We awoke the next morning to the now standard chorus of cockrels!



I noticed that Lizzie, Rachel and Kate had chosen to sleep around the edges of their bedding area, in a strange horseshoe shape. Then I notinced the wet patch in the middle!!! According to them the roof had leaked in the night, and rather than make a fuss in the early hours they had just rearranged themselves.



We breakfasted in bed, well the porters brought breakfast to our hut so we had no choice really. Standard fair of eggs and toast, and Steph prepared coffee for us all, I'm sure that in the Brownies there's a badge for that!

We donned our still wet clothing and boots and set off for our rendevous with the elephants and what was to be that hardest and most comical trekking day yet.



Pok had quielty warned Pete and I the night before that there may not be enough elephants for the day's trek. He had no idea how or why but he spent a frantic evening trying to resolve the problems with the locals. It later transpired that our tour company had "booked" sufficient elephants months ago, but another, less organised group had not, so decided to go straight to the elephant mahoots (handlers) and offer them more money, effectively stealing our elephants. We had forewarned the girls so that when Pok, having had no luck, came to break the bad news to the girls he was met with a chorus of "Don't worry Pok, we like walking" or "Don't worry Pok it'll be more of an adventure" and so on. It may have been a little over the top but I could not have been more proud of the girls, they accepted the situation and saw the positive side and then went out of the way to reassure Pok. He was truly moved by their attitude. Those darn girls have hearts of gold!