Riding through Central America you become inured to seeing amazing exotic animals just hanging out on their own- not in cages or at a zoo. It takes a while to get over the instant conclusion that somehow they just escaped from somewhere instead of you being the foreign interloper in their country.
Then you get the ones like this little fella (or filly)
I don’t know, maybe it was the friendliest spider ever who wanted nothing more than to ride with me on my bike as we discovered the world together. I wasn’t waiting to find out, because honestly, it scared the crap out of me.