I don't know why all the strange stuff always happen on sunday... but well... all I know is that I neveer want to sit in an overheating truck with 7 horses in the back again!^

we were supposed to go to polo in adelaide sunday morning and took the "small" truck again... really really bad idea...
halfway through the hills I somehow felt it getting warmer and warmer and john wasn't driving in the same speed as he normally does, and it startted smelling kinda bad...

in theses trucks you basically sit on the motorso ypu can lift the middle seat and look at it... by the time we stopped it smoked a little bit from down there... niiiiiiiiiiiiice... john filled it up with water again (all our drinking water) so that we could make it to the next service station... were they todl us to get water from the otehr side of the street and I risked my life (you know I like to exagerate from time to time) carrying water buckets for nothing because it turned out thaat the whole water pumpis broken... as a result of that everything legft to do was calling gordy who lives nearby and load our horses into his truck and go home... no polo today... (had to excersing in the evening) good thing we only took 7 horses because more wouldn't have fitted into gordy's transporter...
anyway tha whole day felt kidn of strange and veeeeeery hot