It's amazing how much I don't remember when there isn't something to jog my memory. Although this was the first day that we had tickets for the World Equestrian Games, my traveling companion had no interest in going because it was the first of two days for the qualifying rounds. I don't care enough about... Continue Reading →
France Day 9 – Saumur to Arromanches
Unlike when I was in Paris, I was not quite ready to leave Saumur. It had snuggled its way into my heart. Alas, it was time for the next leg of the adventure! We finished our last breakfast at the B&B and headed off. I had really wanted to enter the castle of Saumur, but... Continue Reading →
France Day 8 – Saumur
When we woke up in the morning, I felt horrible. I had major cramps, I was incredibly sore from the ill-fitting tack from the two days prior, and it was raining. We were supposed to get up really early and go on a 4-hour trip with the ponies. I didn't want to go. I told... Continue Reading →
France Day 7 – Saumur
In the morning, we went on a 2-hour long ride in the countryside on more ponies. We had different ponies this time, though still with ill-fitting tack. This time, it gave me cuts on my legs. I chatted up a young girl who flattered me by telling me that my French was good. She was... Continue Reading →
France Day 6 – Saumur
Our trip to Saumur was actually supposed to be a riding holiday, but we didn't ride until the afternoon on our first full day in Saumur, so we decided to do a tour of one of the underground wineries in the morning. During our walk, we passed by this enchanting place: I don't know why... Continue Reading →
France Day 5 – From Paris to Saumur
As lovely as Paris was, I was ecstatic to see more of France. My traveling companion had decided to rent a vehicle (under the guise that it was more economical than taking the trains. It turns out she just gets really car sick if she's not driving.) I wasn't allowed to drive because the extra... Continue Reading →
France Day 4 – Paris
My traveling companion's (half) brother really wanted to go to the catacombs, so he invited me since my traveling companion did not want to go anywhere near that place. He wore his Walking Dead t-shirt, since it seemed remotely appropriate. My traveling companion's step-father also joined us. We arrived 45 minutes before opening, and there... Continue Reading →
Weekend Madness to Picture Butte part 1
Here's the deal: 6 horses 2 dogs 3 cats 35 chickens ... are our responsibility. Every. Day. It doesn't sound like much until you try to get away. So we rarely do. Together, at least. The last two trips taken in this household were done separately. I, to France and England. The husband, to Mexico... Continue Reading →