we are in pain
06.05.2009 29 °C
After a faaaaabbbulous lesson we did our homework on the balcony with vultures swooping past. We had an appetising lunch of mashed up avocado and tuna sandwiches, which were too buttery for lornas tastes, even though they contained no butter. Katie was so nervous about the immenent horse riding that she felt too sick to eat her lemon crisps.
Katie dressed in high waisted beige trousers that were baggy around the bum and too short, whilst Lorna pulled off cow girl chic in a shark hat. We met our "instructor" "frank" a real life cow boy with a lassoo, hat and no english. We mounted our steeds, katies a brown thing called volcan, whilst lornas was was white and called cricket as it liked to jump around and move its legs.
We headed up the mountain, with our skate boarding helmets, through the sugar cane and coffee plantations at a constant trot that made katie feel sick. If we tried to slow down frank would whip the horses to speed them up, it made katie cry on the inside. "MY HEAD HAS NEVER SWEATED SO MUCH" We went down sheer drops, through rivers and over trees.
After two hours we made it back, and were allowed to slow down to a walk. Now we are off out to torture ourselves at the local aerobics class.