A tiger's tale...

Well...we bumped and jolted and hung on for dear life as we off-roaded through Indian jungles.The terrain spread out into what seemed more like African scenery and then towering above us were incredible cliffs with caves and vultures circling.We were shown all sorts of animals and birds but came back utterly exhauseted and without seeing a single tiger...though we were shown a couple of 'official' tiger and leopard prints in the sand (yeah, right, we ain't gonna fall for that one!!)However after a shower and lunch we headed back into the bushes for another expedition.This time it was worth all the bumps,bruises and bites ( come back Sanjay, all is forgiven!) as we discovered our own crocodiles, monkeys,chipmunks,antelopes,blue bulls,gazeles and even a cobra slithering its way across our path. Finally to add icing to the cake a tiger appeared.Great stuff- warm winds, the sun on your face, tigers in the grass...what more could a gal want?(Let's not go there, Auntie Wendy-ji!) Finally after a long hard day site--seeing we slunk off past our hotel's eaterie and off up the road with a disgruntled Sanjay( our driver) to a better hotel, to try out our folk dancing moves, experiment on an old fashioned sort of piano acccordion and stuff our faces with wonderful food.This is the life..the following day we had another incredibly long drawn out journey as we headed for Agra- but that's another tale. All in all we're fine, coping with all the scams, the heat, the bites and constant celebrity status. ( Why don't the men take a picture, it would last longer...)Trust all's well back home.Love to all..The Clay clan and Auntie-Wendy-Ji.( Incidentally if strange men from Rajasthan ever ask you if Wendy is my daughter...tell them, "of course, can't they see the family resemblance?".