My favorites were the tiger, who came rushing down to the one-way window at one point as if it had seen someone; and the fruit bats, with whom you were in touching distance of their little furry up-side-down faces as you walked through their pen. No photos though - it was dark remember.
Though it was all very safe, though I was slightly concerned that opposite the Gariel (endangered fish eating crocodiles from Nepal and India with a distinctive thin snout) there was a short crocodile with huge jaws. This enclosure didn't have a sign and when I got close to look one of them quite aggressively moved towards the fence, unlike the shy gariels. I was convinced these were 'marsh muggers' a species with a CV of regular man-eating. and when I asked one of the guides what they were he came up with some convoluted explanation that they didn't have a sign because they were checking the actual name before they put the sign up. Hmmn.We also had a huge buffet dinner and I quite shamefully tucked into 6 courses including the fruit salad and ice cream/cake courses. This after the massive breakfast I had had to lay to rest all the memories of recent regular breakfast disappointments (you don't want fried eggs on toast really, you want an omelette and a stale stick of bread, Sir.)

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