Excuse me...? Is this really happening on my last day in Centro America? Here is the story... After getting up and having breakfast I decided to go to the village of Sabalos to get some groceries. Nothing wrong so far...
When I walked to the village I past two drunk men on horses of which one really wasn't capable of riding a horse at that moment... Poor animal... But after a "hello amigo" and a smile I went on, bought me food and returned. On the way back I found a nice big rock to sit on, have a drink and a smoke. Sitting there, I all of a sudden saw the drunk guy on the horse coming straight at me. And while passing me he kicks me on the back of my head with his left foot. Me, standing up, quite amazed, started asking him "que pasa?" while looking at a him being so drunk he couldn't even stand anymore.
So, I decided to continue, and while walking I grabbed a stone for any necessary protection; in the case he might come back. For the first couple of hundred metres he didn't seem to follow me but all of a sudden there he was, starting treathening me by turning his horse around me... And when he got off the horse there was nothing else for me to do than to hit him on the head with the stone... I missed but we both fell at the side of the road... I wanted to hit him again but that was prevented by another man that came over us with his horse. I got up... walked over another man on horse waving at me to help and got on the horse with him.
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