Monday, January 09, 2006

In the bushes

Hitch that team up,
Jebediah Springfield,
whip them horses,
let them wagons roll

That a people might
embiggen America,

that a man might
embiggen his soul,

his soul... his soul...


(For those of you who doesn´t recognize these lines, click here.)

This weekend a cousin of my father had invited us to his house on the country side.
Naturally, we accepted. You should never pass on an opportunity to visit the chilean country side. Especially if you´re living in Santiago.
We stayed for two nights, enjoying good company, food and the hospitality of our uncle.
On the last day we went for a ride with the horses. Me, Isabel and Macarena. None of us have that much experience with horses, but we decided to give it a try and have fun.
We rode to a creek not far from the house, where the horses drank happily. As we crossed the shallow water, I noticed that my horse tended to sink slightly in the creek bed. Suddenly, the horse dropped rapidly. One of it´s hooves had sunk a great deal and the animal was struggling to regain it´s posture. After using bad language for a few seconds I jumped off. I guided the horse out of the treacherous water and we continued our little tour.
Macarena´s horse did not respond to input so she switched with Isabel who gave it stronger signals. My horse problems weren´t over either. What´s-his-name (never knew it) was a real food junkie. As soon as we stopped he would lower his head and munch on some turf. I had to give him a really hard time until he started moving his butt again. He was not happy.
Later, we went to the beach so Isabel could enjoy the horribly cold water of the Pacific for the last time on this visit.

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