On Sunday, we rode wild horses in the desert. This may have been a bad idea because we had never ridden horses before, only camels. And camels chained up in a Moroccan parking lot is a little different.
Kate's horse went crazy, bucking wildly out of control at the first sign of confusion, and many flies around his nose. My horse was just lazy and too interested in eating. As soon as I would get him running, I'd freak out and make him stop.
All in all, a good experience that resulted in feeling fearless, yet clumsy, out of control, yet on top of the world. We survived, despite a nasty forearm sunburn (it looks like I'm wearing a red elbow-length glove, okay?), and we made it back to Santiago by 2 a.m.
Pictures to come... though, it can be hard to take a picture while on a horse.
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