We had dinner at the Hobby Farm the other night. The Hobby Farm is the horse stable where people that live here on camp keep their horses. There were a few young girls in their riding boots and jodhpurs (isn't that what the brown riding pants are called?). I felt like I was in Western Supermarket in Mountain Brook, when the moms would stop by the store to pick something up after their daughter's riding lessons. We had burgers and fries while we watched horses going back and forth (Adam had a whopping three french fries). I'm not sure if people bring their horses from home (can you even ship a horse overseas?), or they buy them here. I've read if you know someone with a horse, they may let you ride. I'd love that for Adam. Maybe i'll start stalking the hobby farm to make friends with a horse owner. Just kidding, i'm not a crazy stalker. Not usually.
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