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Ham, horses and cows 

My friend Juliana told us about the Ham Polo Club by her house, where they keep lots of horses that she secretly feeds when visiting with her daughter Patty. So we made plans to go with her oh Thursday. 

I had told Ella that we were going to see horses with Tia Ju and Patty. Ju had to cancel because her daughter was sick, and I told Ella we would save it for another day. She would have none of it, so since didn’t really nap much (was poopy), I decided to take my chances, say a prayer and hop on a bus to Ham.

From the bus, I saw the breautiful path that cut through Petershan Medows, and once we got there we walked around a bit to fine the polo club. We did find the stable and Ella immediately got the carrots and apples we had packed in anticipation of feeding the horses. It was, as it turns out, Rhys, who enjoyed the whole experience the most. Without any hesitation or fear, he went from horse to horse, giving them a piece of carrot or a slice of apple. Ella froze at times and asked me to come get me from the other side of the stable. Luckily for us, the caretaker was Argentinian and very friendly. He let us feed all the horses and even told us each of their names.

All in all the kids had a grand time, and since they were in a good mood, I took the risk again and decided to take the pathway through the meadows in the hopes of seeing some cows. Asked for directions from an older couples. They were just so nice and told me all about the path, how the cows are only there during spring and summer and even helped me get my stroller down to the meadow despite hinting a few times that my stroller would not make it through the retouch terrain. 

We finally took the bus back and went to Micky D’s, a magical place where we go to after magical days.



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