For our final evening in Chitwan we took a jeep down to the river to watch the sun go down and have a bite to eat. It was a peaceful and relaxing way to finish the day and we soon got into a game of charades. Much fun was had as there was a fair bit of speaking by the actor. The mozzis came out as it became dark but we got quite good at swatting them as they landed. Bob and I sat out on our balaconys and chatted for several hours. We witnessed a tropical storm come in, the sky constantly flickering with lightning, almost strobe like in its frequency. The fork lighting strikes were also very big and bright and it was only about ten minutes after we'd gone to bed that two giant thunder cracks sounded overhead, waking Cas up.