Thank God!

Thank god for different interests otherwise I’d be out fishing instead of horse-riding :-) And it all began on Saturday when I was picked up by my friend Kiina where we decided that before dinner and Peter joining us we needed some hair adjustments.

Off to the salon and my hair got some irritating bits taken care off and then we swopped favours and Kiinas hair was given the chop as well. Dinner was enjoyed with some local beer and then all of the sudden Peter was gone off fishing and us girls just sat and talked and gossiped until 2.15 am when I decided it was time to take the ½ hr. walk home for some sleep.

I walked through the town taking some pictures as proof as it was light and really beautiful but slightly chilly. The walk was not a lonely one as all the clubs and pubs closed at 2 am and I was joined by many intoxicated crowds of the younger generations. Our three, Louise, Isaac and Anna would probably have had a good time if they had been here.

After some fast sleeping it was time to go our separate ways for the day. Yes one went fishing! And I went for a drive to see my father again and afterwards joined Kerstin (Louise, Kerstin’s mother was your day-care mum when you were little) and Kiina at the stable where Kerstin had generously lent me her horse. Beatrice (the horse) was a lovely Swedish warmblood but oh so tall compared to my Arabian gelding at home. In the end Beatrice’s size didn’t matter and we rode out in the bush for hours, so long I missed the dinner date at home, but it was sure nice. So nice that I’m off again tomorrow with Kerstin who’s’ on holidays and this time I’ll be borrowing another horse, and it sure beats fishing that’s for sure.

As I’m writing this the fisherman has not returned and I am eagerly waiting for some decent fish but from past experiences the fish are usually few and far between, but maybe this time there’ll be one big enough to bring home and maybe they won’t all get away so we can enjoy one for dinner tomorrow.