The Vacation in Otavalo

We are in Otavalo riding horses my horses name was Black. On the way my horse got hurt but it was just a rock. My horse would get angry if the other horses would get out of line. My mom's horse wanted to go back where we started but he didn't know that was the long way back.When I galloped it felt like my insides turned into my outsides. My horse would grab a snack on the way. We hiked all over the place like through a eucalyptus forest. The horses didn't like the eucalyptus no one knew why. Maybe it was the smell.