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Strangers in the Mist- Part 4

09/08/2008

19:30 pm

Nameri Tiger Reserve is where we are today and I for one am completely awestruck. Nameri is situated north to Tezpur which is in Assam.

We are staying at an Eco Camp, a little way into Nameri and this place is amazing. It is truly what I would expect a camp to be like with grass tents, lush greenery, a campfire spot, plenty of space to run around and play in.

The evening started off with a one and a half kilometre walk to the riverside and ended with us plunging into the river.

As of now, we are at a session being conducted by our Professor and we have a local and ex-Wilsonian Chombe telling us about the tribes and languages of Arunachal Pradesh.

As I sit here, I wonder what the bloody hell was wrong with me that I actually thought of dropping out of this trip and I now know that if I had missed out I would regret it for the rest of my life. Who knows when, if ever, I will visit these places again and even if I do, there is no guarantee that I will be with these same crazy, wonderful people having the same experiences. And this might possibly be my last trip with the Wilson College Nature Club. I might never have the time once I start working or I may lose and the inclination and therefore as of now, I am going to be greedy and grab abd enjoy every single second, moment I have and live it up to the fullest.

Signing off.

More the next time around
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