Swayambhunath Temple, where monkeys will steal coke bottles out of your hands and bite unsuspecting Texans.

Our search for the elusive Bengali tiger took the forms of a morning hike and afternoon elephant safari, with swimming in between. I learned something very useful – elephant farts and stomach growling sound strangely similar to a tiger’s roar and snarl. Upon realizing this, I was half terrified, half perplexed, and half disappointed, mostly because then there would be no opportunity for Blake to be mauled by a tiger. Also, I’m 1.5 people.