If Only it was Dumbo the Flying Elephant…

Everywhere man blames nature and fate, yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character and passions, his mistakes and weaknesses.
~Democritus~

When my cousin and I decided to go to Krabi, the first activity that came to my mind was an elephant ride. There was no specific reason. I simply wanted to ride on it.

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Upon arrival, we searched for an agent and quickly signed up for a package, which of course included the elephant ride. The ride was our first activity in Krabi.

The very same afternoon we were transported to the Elephant trek. There, we waited for our turn. When the elephant came, we quickly hopped onto it, and that’s when the nightmare began.

Never would I imagine all the cruelties I had to witness throughout the ride!

Each time the elephant went out of path, or decided to take a little break, the herder would hit its head with a hammer. A HAMMER! How could you do such a thing to the poor animal? Regardless how thick the elephant skin is, that was really inhumane.

I was in constant fear throughout the ride. What if the elephant suddenly decided to rebel against its herder? Wouldn’t we ended up a mince meat?

I wonder how did it feel while carrying us.

All I knew, I regretted being part of it.