Always Time for Horses

Alright so I should be packing because early tomorrow morning I fly back to my home in Kuwait but really who ever likes to pack!
I sat this afternoon and wrote a little about some of my adventures in Dahab this week!

 Always Time For Horses!

So as scheduled at 4:00 p.m. the horse and the guide arrived at my hotel front door. I kind of want to write that they pulled up but cards pull up to pick up guests, horses just sort of arrive or trot to the front door! At that point I was still sorting out camera batteries when I heard someone yell up to my hotel room, “Christina, your horse is here!” Now I don’t think I have ever heard anyone say that to me! I walked out the front door of the hotel and got on my horse. We were off to ride around the mountains of Dahab for two hours!

After riding camels yesterday I was a little surprised that the horse needed more direction than the camel. I think it took some time for the horse and I to sort out what was the perfect “horse speed” to travel up the mountain. The other challenge was that the horse guide had a vision for our mountain ride and I had another vision. He wanted to include a shopping trip so he could get a kickback and I did not. He kept talking to my house to get it to go shopping while I was trying to enjoy the ride. 

I must say horses are pretty wise creators and the horse soon realized he couldn’t serve two masters. The guide soon also realized that he couldn’t serve two masters either. A trip to shopping in hopes of kickback would effect his tip from La Tourista!

We continued to ride as the sunset over Dahab. I watching the street and house lights come on I was again amazed at the beauty of this tiny perfect costal town.