Cordoba Nov 19 thurs (jueves)

Our motto with Ariel became "un parte de yo"...a part of me....for everytime one of us stumbled or something.  the reason for us making an eerror or a screw up was "oh, it's just a part of me".  we got up early again and had breakfast - lo mismo (the same).  then we had to take the local bus in to Capilla del Monte and meet Ariel for 12:30.  after he picked us up, we drove up the same road we were on yesterday to where the porter of the park lives,but we didn't see him.  there were 4 horses and Ariel got them ready.  i got to ride a black one named Picasso...Uli's horse was a chestnut named Colorado and the 3rd has a Spanish name i couldn't remember.  the fourth got to miss out on all the fun.  so it was the same with polo; reins left for left, right fo right and thhen pull back gently to stop.  Uli had great difficulty with his horse at first.  he couldn't get her to go the right way.  up the roa, she freaked out and urned back.  an our horses were followers, so naturally, Picasso had to turn around and go see what was up.  Ariel had to leave his horse and continue on foot with us.  i cant remember exactly when this happened but his horse tried to kick in the fence to get back onto the property and he fell off!  I missed it!  i knew one of us was going to fall off...poor guy wasn't happy.  but what can i say, very different from a motorcycle.  this was where i dominated.  with Ariel on foot, we followed a road and then veered off into grass, bushes, rocks, trees and mierda de vacas (cow poop) (still haven't seen any for all the shit they leave behind).  thiw as tougher than jsut strolling down the road.  Picasso was good at following Ariel because he knows him, so it wasn't hard navigating except when Ariel had to go a different way than the horses and they wanted to follow him.  Uli's horse kept taking him into the bushes and he wasn't as good at navigating because of all the scratches he had on his legs and arms.  we gave the horses a break and chatted near a really old, abandoned house in the bush.  we got a picture of me in a tree.  after, we rode back to the barn and had something to drink.  then with Ariel using a horse this time, we got back on our horses.   Uli had problems again and Ariel had to pull Uli's horse behind his because she just would not follow.  i thin kit's because at first, she knew he had fear, so she acted up and still kept acting up.  he was also pulling too hard ont he reins and that would aggrvate a horse.  we went a different route ad rode the horses up a road where we stopped at a little rest stop in the hills - like a house with parking for horses outside.  we had sem drinks and homemade cheese and break and talked.  by this point i was frustrated that because Uli's spanish was better than mine, Ariel would talk to him more and I needed to practice my castellano.  also it was hard for me to understand everything, so he had to tlk slower or not talk just about guy things.  it really upset me.  everyone says that for 2.5 months, my spanish is really good - but a veces, no de acuerdo.  after, we got back on our creatures and headed back.  Picasso kept trotting when i didn't tell him to - he was rushing - but all that cheese was bouncing around in my stomach.  we got back to the barn and Ariel put the horses away.  it cost us 40p/hour - pretty good price considering.  he drove us back into town and we caught the bus (apparently, still no moto because it was in another town fo whatever reason and actually had no plates..Uli hadn't secured his permit yet anyway).  that night we had a luxurious dinner at a restaurant in Villa Giardino - we both had lomo with these rich sauces and some wine for me, beer for him.  we had a very interesting conversation and i had a lot to drink by the end of it.  off we went to bed.