I decided to take a chance on the traditional tourist donkey ride up the cliff. I had already spent 20 minutes hiking down when I came across some people on some very stubborn donkeys. You know in the amazing race when the one team always gets the donkey that won't move no matter what they do? I always had the suspicion that it would happen to me. I started to get worried, but there was no way I was walking back up, and it's important to do things that scare you. I didn't need to worry, for some reason the guy led me and another woman on her own (so the three donkeys were tied together and he made sure they kept moving). Whew! I was able to enjoy the view and try to balance. Donkey riding up a hill is anything but graceful.