Friday, February 8, 2013

Kabocha



            Even though I hadn’t slept well for the prior week, it felt like the night before Christmas. I couldn’t sleep; I was too excited for what the next day had in store for us. While I felt the mosquitoes eating my face, fantastical visions of the upcoming events began playing emotions.  What if they don’t like me? What if they all just run away? But, as the mixture of Singha and the other local alcohols settled, these visions finally became dreams.
            Before we knew it, the park’s mini-bus was waiting downstairs for us. As I quadruple checked my camera equipment, my girlfriend tortured my neck with sunscreen and deet. Ahhh!! It was time to go. It was time to finally come face to face with my first true love.
            If I knew how far it actually was from Chiang Mai to Chiang Dao, I would have tried to calm myself down during the voyage. But because of my constant questioning of where we were and attention spent on everything we drove by, by the time we got there, I was worn out. As we pulled up to the destination though, I felt like a floating butterfly.
            There they were, as my girlfriend and I hurried out of the mini-bus to only be stopped by our “tour guide” we got even closer to the amazing creatures. The Thai woman then started explaining what was going to happen today and the agenda, I blacked out. I have no clue what she said; all attention was focused on them. She walked us closer and gave us all an area to wait with food in hand. Ready. Then, one by one, each of them approached each us. As I felt the sweat stinging down my neck, I stuck half of a Kabocha squash out. The mammals trunk then wrapped its self around the food, and then proceeded to throw it in her mouth.
            While spending most of the day feeding, petting and washing the elephants, I learned much more than expected. But, I left sadder than expected. We learned about all the different elephants that were at the park, from their names to what industry they were enslaved to before they were rescued. Though many cases dealt with poachers and harsh conditions in other tourist attractions, most of the problems stemmed from deforestation. In “Societal Change and the Control of Deforestation in Thailand”, Alan Grainger states that at one point in the early 1900’s Thailand’s national forest coverage was 75%. Sadly, since then it has dropped down below 25%. These forests are home and protection for the wild Asian elephants. As they get chopped down, elephants are lost beneath the trees and revealed to poachers.

The place we journeyed to, to see these elephants was The Elephant Nature Park in an area near Chiang Dao, Thailand. 

            
This article provides an in-depth look at the ivory trade. Much of it takes place in Africa but also very relevant in South Asia. 



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