When I was a child I spent the summer in the country. That place in the mountains had some thermal baths and my cousin and I used to go there to spend the time under the sun and into the rock tub. A big stream of water came out of the rock and fell into the rock tub. It was very nice to stay there listening to the roaming of the water as it dropped into the tub.
We always went there walking and we sometimes stopped on the road to eat some grains of a bush called “maqui” . It has a little grain that it is black when it is ripe and ready to be eaten. We ate that and our mouth and tongue were completely black after eating it. We had to be very careful not to let some grains fell on our clothes because it was difficult to remove the black stains.
A day that we were walking to that place we suddenly heard the galloping of a horse approaching . We looked to the road and saw a horse galloping in the same direction. We moved to the side to watch and let him pass. A man was on the horse and he had a whip in his hand. He moved the whip all the way round crying unintelligible loud words.As we saw him we could see his face blackened by the grains of maqui, we were frightened and began to run. He began galloping harder behind us. As he could not cross the fence we did cross it and hided among the bushes. He cried and cried a lot saying strange words. We thought he was drunk. That time was the most scary I had spent during my childhood We had to stay there for a long time and after some minutes that seemed to be hourse he began galloping again and lost in the distance