...through central park with jim's family on saturday.
at the end of our ride our driver (is that what he's a called? a driver?) got out of the carriage to take our picture from the sidwalk. while he was snapping away, our horse decided it was time to go and started clomp clomp clopming down 5th avenue. molly, scott, jim, and i were all, HALP! WE WANT TO GET OFF THIS RIDE!
it was all good in the end. but secretly? i wish i could have ridden the horse to the country to live with a nice family on a farm. he looked sad and unnatural next to all the beeping cars and dirty buses. ugh. heart hurts.