Lookin' up and keep walkin' vol.2
Next morning, I visited Carlos.
"Oh! You really come. OK! So, follow me. Let's go to my friend's house
for borrowing it" Borrowing what? As following him, I wondered about
it. Yah. We must borrow hoes.
"He wanna do <caballo>" Carlos told the friend. "OK!
So, come with me and chose any one of them" He lead me to the back
yard. When we arrived in front of the hut, he looked back and asked to
me. "Which one you like?" I saw three HORSES not three HOES.
Am I a hero of fairy tale?
But, I'm still convinced that <caballo> was a farming. The horses
must be for cultivating.
My silly misunderstanding was ended up with the words. They saddled the
horse and said "Enjoy and take care!" <Caballo> means hose
riding. Finally, I got it. But it's too late.
Generally speaking, the parson who ride a hose first time cannot enjoy
it alone. I hired another hose and asked Carlos to accompany with me. The
horse was incredibly loyal to the commands which I was taught by Carlos
in instant. However, I had no room for enjoying beautiful scenery of Vinales
Valley. Add to that, Carlos's command had priority to mine. He often remotecontrolled
my horse. He got very funny character in his horse riding game. The horse
run suddenly and I was almost thrown off. I screamed on the horse back.
I could be killed in such a country side of Cuba. I felt fear not with
the brain but with my spinal cord.
I paid for two horses and Carlos as a guide, after all. What I got was
just pain of joints and mussels. "Things are getting better when you
are reckless" The words are doubtful. It's sometimes getting worse
with being reckless" The story started with singing "Lookin'
up and keep walkin'" ended up my bitter experience of hose riding
looking down all the way for fear.
"Bottle-glass" Vinales, Cuba 1998