nomad'z land

that sums up my saturday. lord have mercy. i am in bed so sore. i will start from the beginning. yesterday morning, naomi tara kate erica christine and i set out to see about some pyramids. we got picked up by the real indiana jones, an archaeologist from baton rouge. he took us about 15 minutes away or so outside of the city to the canada de la virgen (google it), which was dope. i love ruins. too much interesting shit to write down here, but thats what wikipedia is for. coolest thing is that it probably was a matriarchal society, with women warriors and all, which was virtually unheard of in those days in that area. the grounds were untouched except for excavating it, like no hotels or restaurants or anything nearby. oh shit i just realized i have less than a week left. oh no im so sad. okay im over it. so after the archaeological site, we had a meal which was the BOMB, home made for realz.

HORSES!!!!! caballos!!!!! we embarked on a four hour horseback ride into coyote canyon (thats the name), through superleafy canyons, down to the river, and up to the cliffs. sooooo beautiful. im never gonna get over it. it was so much fun. my horse’s name was Orgullo, which means Pride. i feel we had a solid connection. i gave him a lot of love and in return he did not buck me off or scare the shit out of me. christine had to change horses during the first gallop cause her horse was not having it. so she was scarred from galloping the rest of the time. we had three opportunities to gallop. holy fuckballs. trotting is one thing. the galloping was just CRAZY. my hands are sweating thinking about it. it was exhilarating and scary as fuck. we didnt gallop for long, and luckily orgullo was good about stopping the moment i wanted him to, but jesus christ. fuck i cant explain it!! help. ive just never experienced anything like it. i was so scared i was going to fall off. i think at one point on my second gallop i started leaning over to the left so i had to stop. i was definitely holding on for dear life. you just feel so one with nature and animals and shit. its wild man. and the wind. you feel it in a different way. horses are fucking cool. i want one so bad. hahahhahah. i cant stop thinking about the galloping now. its frightening and also the best thing in the world. cause youre putting your trust in this animal that you cant communicate with, and you never know when animals are just going to turn on you, even the tamest ones. okay ill stop talking about it. maybe. anyway it was just crazy breathtaking, the views. i was like IS THIS REAL LIFE!!!!??? also my bottom area hurt like a mofo. also my right knee. when we stopped for a break, the head cowboy got off his horse and was all bowlegged and i laughed, then i got off my horse and was like oh i get it. hahaha. i quickly learned how to hold my body when descending and all that, but im still sore obvs cause im not a caballera. duh. although i want to be one now. hence the hat i bought. getting into character you know. so we went down to the river. hahahahhhahahha. holy soggy shoes. it was awesome though. i kept worrying my horse would lose its footing and we would just be washed away, but we were fine. at one point kates horse lost its footing and almost fell over. hahahhahahahahha. luckily it did not. umm what else. oh then we went up to the cliffs, sooooo tall. we were on this one point that jutted out and it was just enough room for one horse, and orgullo did not want to stay there. fine with me orgullo! one of the cowboys lassoed me, and orgullo started trotting and i was like oh shit im going to die. but i remembered i have the reins so i used em and orgullo halted. were gonna get more pics later from the head caballera later this week, so ill post em when i get em. those will be epic as fuck. the horseback riding was one of my favorite experiences of my life, for sure. it was perfect.

aaaaand then the drag queens. a bunch of us went out to a drag show, which was supposed to start at 11, and were learning that mexican time means like wayyyyy delayed. we got there at 9 and started drinking and tearing up the dance floor which was lots of fun cause it was just us dancing for two hours. they were playing all the songs that should be on a Hits from the 90’s and 2000’s mix cd or whateva. every song was met with “ohhhhh shittttt!!!” hahahha. also the setting of this place was straight up promcoming or something. amazing. i never had a prom so this was perfect. you know how im always wanting to prom it up. side note, im also over heels. ive been wearing flats for like dayyyyyys and i cant imagine why i was trying to wear heels all the time at home. fuck that. not conducive for dancing especially with my bum knee. i cant gets down with that shit. ok so there were five drag queens and one major drag queen mc. i think she was super vulgar but i couldnt understand much of anything. it was too loud for mayra to translate anyway. asodfhaosidhfoasfoif and at the end when they announced the winner they lit fireworks in the motherfucker. ahahhahahahahahhah. i had a flashback to the jackson family american dream movie with michaels head catching on fire. so that was that, then mayra aubrey brian and i got tacos upon tacos upon tacos which was so amazing, then we headed home at 3am eek! why am i awake at 10. fml. hot springs today!!!! wheeeeee. i want to shop, major hankering.