Tuesday, June 3, 2008

valle de catarpe/the end.

saturday, after having a lazy morning, bimbi and i began our horseback riding adventure. we left SP around 1 and were driven to a ranch where we met our guide, Stephanie. Stephanie is half Swiss/English and speaks German, English, French and Spanish. fluently. She grew up bilingual which we surmise made it easier for her to learn the other two languages. lucky lady.

it was just the three of us and so we set off on our horses for the valle de catarpe, another verdant spot in the middle of the desert.

along the way, we talked lots, saw a random horse escape without its owner knowing, crossed streams, climbed mountains, and cantered! that was thrilling. especially after i ceased being stiff and was able to get into the rhythm of it - had estella been able to canter all day, i would have gone along without complaint.

this, of course, furthered my not-so-secret dream of being a cowgirl and working on a ranch, riding horses and mending fences. stephanie assured me that aside from the US and Europe, you can pretty much move anywhere and get a job like this. if oboe and opera and being a singer in a band don't work out, i plan on moving to some place like SP and working as a cowgirl. we even have the hats.

after a nice hot shower at the end of the day, we went to milagro, ate some dinner until zoe, james and stephanie joined us for a drink. we sat around the fire and talked until it got a bit later, and then moved to a bar called "grado 6." we were pretty much the only females in the entire bar and it got more and more hectic until the bar finally closed and we all moved to a different party out in a field. more stars, more fire. i was getting used to that life....

the next morning i woke up with a cold, and we cleaned out our hostel and spent the day sitting in the sun and trying to resist buying lots of beautiful jewelry and art - i was only successful 1 out of 3 times. pathetic.

we flew back through a gorgeous sunset and arrived in santiago around 9:30pm or so. it is nice to be home, but i've fallen in love with the desert...

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