A few weeks ago, I spent my Sunday morning horseback riding through the Cambodian countryside. For days leading up to this ride I was ecstatic. I dreamed about it and couldn’t contain my excitement. Growing up, I was fascinated by horses. I spent my money on horse books, both fiction and non-fiction, and dreamed of one day being able to rise early in the morning and go out back to a horse of my very own. Although that dream never did come true, I was able to spend nine years of my life horseback riding, by taking lessons at various stables near my hometown.
I haven’t been on a horse for the last two years, so I was beyond excited about being able to spend two hours exploring Cambodia on horseback. By nine o’clock in the morning, we had reached The Happy Ranch and I was sitting on top of my horse for the day, Astar, while Megan was on a gelding named Mexico. We spent the next two hours riding through local villages, passing by Cambodian farmers working in their fields, and cantering past the many rice fields that scattered throughout the countryside. Well, I cantered. Megan was perfectly content to saunter through at a walk. Here are some of my favourite photos from the day:
