Kaziranga

Long ago, when I was living in Sri Lanka, I had a roommate who was from the Netherlands. He was the most courageous traveler I had ever met, having no fear of wild animals or snakes or the jungle, all the things that I will never get accustomed to. From where we lived outside the town of Kandy, he would deliberately take a route into town that took him through the jungle, while I would always walk safely on the road. He’d routinely encounter snakes, and if it was one he’d never seen before, I would hear about it at length that night over dinner. Lucky for me, he was as good a storyteller as he was courageous.