Lava, Horses, Fictional Characters.

• Missed bus by 5 minutes, so I caught a later bus by myself with the hope of trying to reunite with Stasia, the only friend who I was certain had gone on that trip. Sat with Abner, a traveling Nicaraguan pianist who played in ritzy hotels in La Fortuna, Alajuela, San José every week--not the average poor and disadvantaged marginalized Nicaraguan you usually hear about in CR. And he got a private college education in San José from a specifically Arts & Music school. Arrived at Gringo Pete's, got a room, found out that the girls the owner thought were my friends looking for me were actually not them, and that Stef, Nellie and Stasia were in Gringo Pete's Too across town. I ate dinner there and signed up for a $10 Lava Tour at night, where we drove to a lookout point to see lava dripping down the volcano's sides and spewing out the top. Apparently some people stay in La Fortuna for weeks without seeing lava at night, so even though it was kind of rainy we really lucked out. My favorite part was when the lava would fade out towards the bottom, then get re-ignited--it was incredible. 
  
• 8:00 am horseback riding trip to La Fortuna waterfall with cute guide, Carlos.   "Puedo correr?" "Si, claro." "Ella no quiere correr..." "Te gusta montar caballo?" "Si, claro!" "Quieres montar este?" "En serio!?!" So I rode his horse Palomo up the hill, SUPER FAST, galloping at top speed with my feet flapping out of the stirrups; we let the horses rest, then climbed down to the waterfall and swam. Freezing water, very strong current, amazing waterfall, then back on the horses (after the killer hike back up to the top) where we saw a really cool spider eating bugs. Quick ride down hill to the Maleku indigenous village where some indios (indigenous Maleku) were selling hand made wood souvenirs and told us about their culture. They are the smallest indigenous group in Costa Rica, about 800 members. Back to Pete's for burrito lunch then walked to the swimming hole Miguelito told us about. Played "guess who's not real", swam, swung from the rope swing, jumped off the rocks and tried to climb behind the waterfall. Then the 5:00 bus back to San José late because I was out of money.