Well, the first thing I noticed when I walked out of the bus, across the street and towards my room, was how cold the air was, and how good it smelled.
I didn't post anything yesterday because I didn't really get the chance to.
I worked about 6 hours. You must understand that working 6 hours only includes the trails. It does not include saddling up the horses, brushing them etc...
I brought my iPod on a trail to make sure it was really 1h10 long. It was 1h17, which is not what I expected. I thought it would have taken about 1h30 or more, especially since we advance slower than human walking pace.
I did the waterfall trail 3 times, and then the cave trail with Jeanne.....
At some point we were all together, Florence, Jeanne and I, on one gigantic trail (Florence followed us with her clients because she was going to the waterfall, and the cave trail passes by the waterfall first). Pretty much all of the horses were taken. Then, when Florence was hanging back so we could turn left with our group and she wouldn't be stuck having to pull the horses with her clients on them with her because they wanted to follow our group. Then, I heard a bit of a scream, and I didn't think much of it because people often freak out when their horses move. Yes, move. And then I heard a horse behind me. Kate was trotting towards us, her saddle on the side, and she looked a bit frantic. So I told Jeanne to stop, got off my horse, held Kate, and tried to get her saddle back up. Good thing Aimé had come to check on us, he went straight up to check on Florence and the girl who fell. I ended up dragging Kate by the reins behind me all the way to the place where we tie the horses before going to the cave. She was very calm, so I was happy about that. Aimé took the girl back with him on his quad bike, and then drove Florence to come take Kate back after we got down from the cave.
Now, I must say that getting to the cave is quite steep and slightly difficult.
I waited with a lady who kept on getting very tired, and we kept on having to take breaks. We finally made it and caught up with the rest of the group. (Which is good because I had the matches to light the torches inside the cave)
There was also this girl in our gigantic group that was on Fanny, and she always goes off to eat in the fields, so that is what she did and the girl couldn't pull her out, so I traded with her and gave her Tornade, who also eats and is very slow, but eats less. I kept telling her to use the whip I had given her to go faster, but she didn't know what to do, even though I had shown her how to. She kept on saying ''I want to go home, can I walk?'', yes she spoke english.
This is what I was thinking in my head, and I know Sue will piss: ''SHUT UP AND SIT ON YOUR DAMN HORSE AND MAKE IT MOVE.''
I have NO, no, NO, NO! patience for these people. I just...sit there and smile and tell them it's going to be alright and that the waterfall is very pretty. Which it is.
Oh. I also brought blue string to tie around the trees so I wouldn't get lost trying to get to the cave again. Jeanne told me where it was that I got lost, because Florence had given her tips on how to know where to turn...Which Éloïse had not done for me because I hadn't gotten lost when I was with her, even though I was walking in front.
I am keeping my gigantic jar of nutella in my bag, I haven't started eating from it yet. I'm keeping it for when we are starving children and we have nothing left to eat.
We went to the village of BSC last night, we all sat in front of the Hotel de Ville. We almost walked there, because our lift had forgotten us. Idiots...
Then they saw us walking, (which is what I hoped would happen, and I knew would happen, because they spend their entire lives driving their cars around, and it's such a small place we knew we'd find them.)
Actually, we were walking to try and find ice cream somewhere.
We found some in a little dépanneur across from where we were sitting.
It was so small we were surprised to find ice cream there....We bought a tub of ice cream and asked for little wooden sticks to eat it with. I can never remember the name of it, it's the one with strawberry, chocolate and vanilla...Everyone ate the strawberry one because it's just so damn tasty.
And then there was someone to the right on the street who was having fireworks in their back yard.
And then people started doing funny things with their cars, you know when you spin the wheels really fast but you don't go anywhere. Yeah...
Oh and there is no longer the 3h30 long trail ride because some crazy man went completely insane when Florence went, he wouldn't let them go until Florence and her clients gave their names, because he says it's his land, which it isn't really, but he went to court against the town about it, and he won, and ....anyways, he's out of his mind, so is the rest of the family. Thanks to him, Éloïse is very happy because she hated that trail. I had never done it.
Holy crap I just wrote a freaking short story.
So, to conclude this gigantic junk I just wrote:
1- Air smells good here
2- Girl nearly dies on trail
3- I hate people
4- That 3-flavored ice cream is good
5- People here like cars/wrecking them
6- No more trail to the Fjord