- the many cockroaches that invaded my bathroom (past-tense since I got my place sprayed!)
- the lizards scurrying around my bathroom. In fact, they eat the cockroaches so I like ‘em
- the spider that stung me as I finished taking a shower
- the scorpions that have decided they like to hang out in my place
- drinking creek water – I did it and am living to write about it
- the fear of one big unexpected/unseen bump in the road that would throw me off the back of a motorcycle
The scariest thing I’ve experienced so far is…riding down a rocky mountain on a small horse.
The horses here are significantly smaller than the ones back home; this doesn’t inspire much confidence. Although I have a lot of experience with horses, nothing prepared me for a bush-trekking-mountain-climbing adventure on horseback.
Going up the mountain was no problem so I was ill prepared for the journey down…which was terrifying. Especially when your horse stumbles and you imagine yourself and the animal tumbling down the mountain side against all those jagged rocks.
But don’t worry. That didn’t happen. I survived (phew!) and will probably be climbing down the mountain on foot next time.
Don’t let my words convince you that the horses aren’t fit for the job though…they are actually quite good at navigating rocky mountain terrain and jumping over dried creek beds. I just felt like a terrible person who only added dead weight onto the horse’s back.
So why the adventure into “the Bush”? So I could put my big red boots to good use of course…oh and to see all this:
Worth the terrifying climb down the mountain, right?