03-08-2012, 05:45 PM
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A trip round Europe as a horse lover
I'd fly into Heathrow and stay a couple of days in Central London -especially if I could time the trip with one of the Household cavalry displays in Green Park.
Then I'd take a trip out to Windsor to ride a horse in Windsor Great Park.
I'd take a train from London to Paris to walk around Paris, to have dinner in a French restaurant and to climb the Eifel Tower and to meet a Frenchman, whom I would persuade to buy me a dress.
I'd take another train to Saumur to eat, to drink wine and to watch the horses at the Cadre Noir.
I'd take yet another train to The Camargue where I would ride a wild horse in the dunes.
I'd then make my way to Marseilles to walk the city and see the sights.
Off then by plane to the Villa Magna Hotel in Madrid and then watch a bull fight and see some Flamenco accompanied by a Spanish Guitar in a tapas bar. I'd buy a tailored to measure traditional Spanish saddle for my horse for shipment to the US
Afterwards I'd go by coach down to Jerez to watch a feria parade and to ride an Andalusian stallion and to visit the Spanish Riding School. I'd buy one of those fancy frilly dresses with lots of petticoats and send it home by airmail.
I'd fly from Jerez over to Genoa and then travel down to Porto Fino to find an Italian millionaire with a yacht. During a sail around the Med coast I'd persuade him to take me to Milan to buy a dress (or two) in his helicopter.
Then I'd make my way to Venice, to sail the canals and to walk in the Piazza and to get my feet wet. There would be yet more drinking and eating. I'd order a set of Venetian red wine glasses for my Dad - again for posting home directly.
Then I'd go looking for a riding centre in Italy - where they have some fabulous horses if only you know where to find them. No doubt an Italian dark haired rider named Lothario would sweep me off my feet
Incidentally I'd go alone - I'd make my friends along the way. Save Roumania for another day.
Just one little problem. You'll need an Amex Gold Card with an unlimited credit limit and a kindly but very rich dad to pay the bills when they came in.
If you made the trip, your life would never ever be quite the same again. You might get away with only speaking English - especially when the locals realised you are an American. But a little knowledge of the French, Spanish or Italian lingos might help when asking the way. They are all pretty similar languages - but don't tell the locals.
On the way back you could still fly from London but I'd travel from Venice via Monaco, Switzerland, Bavaria, The Black Forest, Koln and Rotterdam.
I'd do the Koln to Rotterdam segment by Rhine River barge, which will stop off at many of the wine villages. You will sleep on the boat as it sails up the Rhine to Holland. Try to get the Captain to let you steer the barge.
Sorry but you'll need another 'sugar' daddy to pay the bills but you probably could find one easily enough if you use Tresomme regularly.
America has so much to offer, but what Europe offers is a lot different and I think you, even as a girl from classy Washington, might be surprised and swept off your feet.
PS Don't forget to take your skinny riding breeches and some thigh high riding boots. And send some photos to HF