Somewhere…

Sometime ago, my niece and her boyfriend then, now her fiance, went to New York on a holiday and in a horse-drawn carriage, he proposed for her hand in marriage. Now, isn’t that so absolutely sweet? So romantic, don’t you think?

Well, my missus and I were in a horse-drawn carriage once…

…and romantic would be the last word I would describe the experience.

As you can see in the photograph, it was not very spacious and I was already spilling out of the seat. Thank goodness I was a bit smaller then – if I were to go today, there would not be any space left for my missus and the poor woman would have to trot from behind to keep up with me and the horse. Muahahahahaha!!!!

Well, we went along some narrow and bumpy paths that were quite steep at certain places and I guess it must have been quite a struggle for the poor horse. I don’t know whether it was because of the ordeal it had to go through or whether it had a bit too much to eat for breakfast that morning, but as it pulled the carriage along, its poo started coming out of its you-know-where and littered the whole trail. Eyewwwww…and the stench!

I’m sure all of you would agree that romantic would be the last word anyone would use to describe that ride in a horse-drawn carriage. LOL!!!

Now, perhaps some of you may be wondering where on earth all that took place so how about a little competition? Whoever can guess the place correctly will get a prize…but if there are more than one of you, then the winner will be picked according to how specific the answer is or by lucky draw. How about it? Let’s have some fun – shoot away…