During the rainy season the predominantly dirt roads become even rougher and every ride becomes an aquatic and bumpy roller coaster event. The rental of 4X4 cars and quads is highly recommended. Or, go native and walk or ride a bicycle.
In high season when it is hot, dry and dusty, every mode of transportation, other than a car, covers riders in dust. Folks even sport bandanas across the lower half of their faces, just like cowboys during a cattle drive, because dust is not delicious.
Our son has a motorbike and we all had a chance to ride with him. The ride was fun, but for the mother with short legs dismounting was a problem. My foot caught on something and I fell. Never knew a person could bounce on hard ground, especially on a tailbone.
The unforeseen consequence of my klutzoid act — while the family went zip lining and having a blast, an ice pack became my new best friend. Another consequence of the fall, riding in a car or on the quad over those aforementioned rough and often vertical roads was painful.
However, it became necessary to ride from the beach up to the surf villa on the quad. Sitting behind my daughter, I held on the rack behind me and tried to elevate my sore rump. Big mistake.
Suddenly, my legs flew up in the air as we reached a ravine. Did I mention that I screamed? This little blip shook both of us up, but was gleefully retold by my daughter every chance she got. And, the family has officially and collectively banned me from riding motorbikes and quads.
They should know better than to tell their maternal parent, “Don’t.” I figured out how to dismount and will be back on that bike.
Later, when the Grands climbed on the quad, one of them quipped: “Mimi, watch how the pros do it.”
Elizabeth is a freelance writer and author. Her novels “The Dionysus Connection” and “The Marathon Man” are available on amazon.com. Visit her website: www.elizabethcowan.com.