Yesterday we had a slow day, which was nice. We went over to the all too bowl for a bit as well as walk around to find any last minute gifts. On the bus ride there we ran into an interesting form of begging for money, dressing up as a clown and aiming a fake gun at bus passengers. It was surprisingly effective.
We once again dined at or favorite little empanada restaurant where now instead of saying goodbye to us, the waitresses told us they would see us later.
Today we got up and took the bus past the dunes we had been to earlier in the week to go horseback riding. Although I had been riding a few times before I was still quite nervous about the entire experience. I was placed on a very nice horse named Aguacella, typically rode by the owner of the stable’s three-year-old son. We practiced turning and stopping for a few minutes before we headed out on our excursion, not however before y horse was the first of any to pee while I was on its back.
We rode the horses through streams, over steep sand dunes, and weaved the through shrubbery on the way to the beach. They were all a bit stubborn at first, especially Cory’s which just stood in the middle of the river, but after time they got better at listening. The horses were extremely well trained, but really are pack animals running when the others run and sometimes getting ideas of their own.
When we got to the beach we were sort of let free to gallop as fast as we would like along the waves by Renaca. The weather had cleared up and it was a beautiful day, with some great scenery. We were able to take a few pictures, but being on horseback limited us. With a bit of light whipping my horse picked up a good deal of speed and although the gallops were not the most comfortable, they definitely were fun.
After about two or two and a half hours we headed off the beach to get our lunch at the farm. We passed some wild cows as well as horses on the ride back. After dismounting the horses we had been on for the past three hours all of us found walking a bit hard again.
Quite dirty, we were al extremely ready for the delicious lunch they had laid out for us. There were pisco sours, wine, chicken, meat, pork, the little sausages-Charipan, potato salad, lettuce salad, rice, and dipping salsa. Even if I had not been so hungry that meal would have been delicious.
This may be one of the last blogs from the McDonalds in Vina. It is hard to believe these two weeks are almost over. I never thought I would need to come back to Chile but now I want nothing more. I have learned many things far different from what I expected and even made a few Chilean friends. Still looking forward to coming home though for a reliably hot shower and salad dressing this country so lacks!!
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