So tonight, I had dinner at a little greasy spoon called Hank’s Diner
off Rt 1 in Brandywine, PA, and ate the best Portobello burger of my life.
Also, I’m pretty sure I got hit on my the guy behind the counter, but since his
English is less-than-stellar, I’m not entirely sure.
Here’s a recap of the day that lead me to Hanks:
5:30 wake up, with intention of running
6:00 leave my bed, get coffee
7:00 at home base barn (please note: no running)
8:30 at the Mid Atlantic Thoroughbred Rescue
9:00 XC lesson on RB in the rain with Steuart Pittman
11:30 back at home base barn in time to car chase the
Cheshire Hunt
12:00 tea with Cheshire hunt
1:00 tour of Unionville including farms of Bruce Davidson,
Boyd Martin, Phillip Dutton, Jane Sleeper
3:00 walk the point-to-point course at Plantation Field for
tomorrow
4:00 feed, give dogs a bath
5:00 leave to find free internet
6:00 find Hanks, so hungry that free internet not a factor
6:30 do Chem homework due Monday for rest of the night
Tomorrow: I’m grooming for Kathy Nielson, who is
simultaneously riding and running 8 horses at the point-to-point
Day after that: I start riding out for Jonathan in the AM
and tagging along with Celia Goodall in the afternoons. Did I mention that the
practice is that of the one and only Kevin Keane? Or that Ryan Wood just
casually keeps his horses out back of the office? Or that Phillip Dutton’s
indoor is AMAZING?
So, yeah. This break officially beats Cancun. Except for the
chem homework.
today...
yesterday:
this morning:
later this morning:
More after races and when I am too crippled to walk!
