i'm back.

I spent the weekend horseback riding around the bay of Mont St. Michel. It was one of the most awesome things I've ever done, and also one of the most painful. By midday Saturday, my knees were in open revolt. I couldn't even tell you how many Advil I've taken today. Pictures will be forthcoming; I have a bunch of those. Also stories. Ask me about the one where we gallop madly along a gravel road through the gorgeous French countryside. And the one where a girl and her horse fall dramatically into a hole in the middle of a river in the middle of the bay area while a thunderstorm is coming up and you can practically hear the Jaws theme playing. Doom doom doom doom doom.

Nobody died, but it was rather a close thing. I'll tell you about it later.