Posted: 10 Jan 2018 03:45 AM PST
In my naivety I’d somehow gotten into my head that elephants were like dogs or horses, and that after centuries of living alongside man were kinda happy with their role. I imagined that for a creature as large as an elephant, a person on their back wouldn’t be a big deal.
And so, as part of a Tarzan style fantasy I added riding an elephant to my bucket list.
Of course, this turned out not to be the case and reading about the elephant riding industry in Asia made for depressing reading (more). With all this new info I couldn’t in good conscience hop aboard Jumbo or Nelly and have a ride.
But crossing something off the bucket list without having done it seemed to be a cop out. I could just delete stuff if they became too tricky to achieve, and for me part of the idea of the list was to stretch myself.
No, it would have to stay. And to cross it off I would have to get creative.
And so, back in the Autumn I worked out how I could do it without any animals suffering. Where could offer such a solution? Disney World of course.
Yes, high on my list of things to do in the happiest place on Earth was jump aboard the Dumbo ride. And so, I succeeded in riding an elephant.
And before anyone says this was the easy way out, they’ve obviously never suffered the suspicious stares you get as a lone adult male queuing for what is essentially a children’s ride.
Any thoughts? You know what to do. BETEO.
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