Johanna and I went riding. We couldn't resist. We commissioned a two hour ride through the jungle and to a more deserted beach to go for a gallop. The horses were in very good shape and well trained. We were impressed. They did not just follow along in a line, but followed our direction and moved off the leg. My horse was a gelding named Indio and Jo's was Reboso the black stallion. I kid you not. He was as gentle as a lamb. I was told mine was a butt, but he turned out excellent after a few reminders.