The Elephants used to be used for logging, but since elephant logging was banned the elephants have been unemployed. They are so domesticated that they can’t be released into the wild, and it costs so much to feed an elephant that the only way they can support them is from tourism.
Next the question was, “Who wants to take a bath with the elephants? We need five volunteers!” I greedily put up my hand. People were reluctant to volunteer. We took off our shoes and emptied our pockets, climed the fence and clambered up onto the elephants.
We waded into this swamp on the backs of our elephants. The others took pictures from the shore (I have to get those pictures!) I watched Barbera clinging on for dear life as her elephant sat his rear end down in the water.
Next, they let everyone else take a turn riding the elephants. It’s funny, because you kinda have to sit on the elephant’s neck.
There is a basketball hoop nearby and a bag full of basketballs and we wonder if the elephants are going to shoot some hoops.
Two people will fit in one of these things. As always, excursions with the crew feel like a highschool field trip. “Barbera, will you be my elephant buddy?”