THE NOT SO BLONDE TRAVEL

I have been horseback-riding for decades, and I am only 27. Needless to say, horses are a huge passion of mine.  I did some jumping when I was younger, but competition was not my thing. I played some polo when I got more "sophisticated," but I always worried I would hit one of the horses or my own horse with the wooden ball or the mallet. Honestly, nothing ever beat simple trail riding in the mountains while having private conversations with my horse, and No I am not crazy - I am sure you talk to your dog too 😝 Best Listener Ever!  Then one day I went to the beach with my beautiful Jincin and swam with him. That was a whole new level of awesomeness and I was sure nothing could ever beat that. I was wrong.  Horseback-riding while wine tasting is the bomb! Seriously!  I am not talking about getting drunk while riding. That would be dangerous and pretty stupid. I am talking about riding through vineyards and pit stopping for a few sips of w...

After my girl's trip to Costa Rica fell apart,  I guess I could have hidden in a little corner to cry. Maybe I even did. I will never tell . But I got over it, and got on to planning another trip, or to be exact, I crashed another trip. Let me explain.  Since my friends had abandoned me, and there is no legal shop to buy new friends on the spot, I didn't have second thoughts when my "friend" Deidre mentioned hopping on her South African journey, I just said yes.  I had never seen Deidre, Tyson or Diego when I said yes, and since Brian was not part of the South Africa trip's Facebook chat, I didn't even know a Brian existed on our trip until I met Brian in Johannesburg. Diego had mentionned the name I am sure, but I had not paid attention.  But Brian was very much real, so were the others, and I almost have more selfies with Deidre, Tyson, Diego and Brian than I do with my "real friends." We met elephants, zebras and giraffes together in...