horsing around

The last full day in West Texas has been lots of fun. Got up early this morning and drove over to the Lajitas stables to ride horses. I've never ridden a horse before, so I was kind of scared of the horses. With the help of a safety helmet and the realization I was riding the prissiest horse at the stable (Paco was something of a diva), I ended up having a blast. I kind of want a horse now. Or a donkey. I would settle for a donkey.

This afternoon we went to the Monahan Sand Hills and sledded, of sorts, down sand dunes. Climbing the dunes was really hard, and I think that if I did that for an hour or so every day, I'd have the most fantastic legs in Texas. (Not that I don't already have some pretty spectacular gams.)

We did not stop at Dairy Queen again, much to my dismay. Oh, well. I have heard we might be swinging by the one in Fort Stockton tomorrow on the way home, as well as stopping to get a picture with the giant road runner statue. I am really excited about that. Not so excited about going back to Austin and back to homework. Oh, well.