El Malo Caballo.

Miles of beauty.

The people, the beach, the sky, the birds.

Everything.

Right now, I'm staring at a man that will seriously fry within 5 minutes.  He's already pink.

dude, even i am sitting in the shade for a bit ... seriously ... and i'm part jew and indian lol!

Oh well.  He'll learn.

However, I thought that I was ok in the sun today.  I'd already gotten that burn out of the way.  You know the one?  The one for us with olive skin where you get a little pink, it stings a bit and then you're good for the rest of the journey?  Yeah, that one.

That one; where you no longer have to smear yourself with the chemical crud that is supposed to save us all from skin cancer.

I don't know.  I kinda think that this stuff is the culprit of a lot of skin cancer.  Really!  Putting all those non-organic chemicals on your skin can't be as good as natural sun.

Well, today we rode horses up in the mountains.  Papi had a horse who still had it's cajones; 'Blanco'.  He was very much in competition with my horse; 'Melo'.

Every time Melo would get too close to Blanco, he would push us off the side of the path, or try to stop us from moving anywhere.

Then Melo would flip his head up and down, causing my heart to start pounding in fear that my long legged friend would topple over and snap me at the hip.

yes ... always the drama queen if you must know

Anyway, I digress.  My main point was to tell you that my skin has bubbled.

Yes.

Bubbled.

I've only ever experienced this once, in Cuba.  I was adamant that I didn't need sun screen because of my skin never burning in Canada.

I learned wrong.

After I had that mini-burn when I first got here, I figured I'd be safe from the burn, but I suppose 5 hours out on a couple of bratty horses would prove me wrong.

One of my blogger friends, Rafa, told me I wouldn't need lotion anymore.  Goddam, I hope he's right.  I guess my skin will acclimatize when I'm here for longer.  I do feel like I'm just getting used to everything and I'm going to have to leave.

I can't believe we're leaving in a few days.

Has it really been a week and a half?!

I really don't want to go back to The Countdown.

I had a moment today where I looked at Papi's alien mammaries.  My love was pretending they were already gone.  It was an attempt to make them look like men's well built pectorals.

sadness said hello.

I left to go for my 127 step walk up to the internet area.  I could barely make it from my legs being so weak from today's ride alongside Blanco, El Malo Caballo.

These legs and butt are going to hurt tomorrow.

buns of steel!!!!! i need a horse dammit!!!

I think I'll have to add a horse to the goat and chicken dream here in the Dominican.