Part of the telling of this little story, more or less, needs a funny and somewhat uncomplimentary outline of an American woman. Unfortunately she fit the long established classic inexperienced American holiday maker image that wasn't often in touch with reality. She didn't know her very own private boundaries and larger than life tendency to seriously over blow and distort fact with frightening and virtually pathological frequency!
For the purpose of discretion, lets call this woman, Gracie. Gracie worked for the government in a very self assured over paid career capacity. She had fancied herself and painted a picture of herself to be a successful equestrian performer focusing on show jumping for which she made a claim to be actually short listed for the States Olympic Equestrian Team.
In reality, while she wasn't at all, except in her mind maybe, a certified rider or pony lady, she was actively in the market for a 'hot prospect ' that would 'suit her raised level of feat in the equestrian world ' ... An expertly trained prospect hat she could 'bring along'.
She was first to tell each one that she had been riding 'most of her life'. She put the finishing touches to all this, when asked by the Western european show barn that was assisting her in selection of possible equine candidates for her imminent visit, that she was 5'10" tall and 135 pounds and so needed a large show jumper.
In reality, Gracie was 5'2" and an easy 240 pounds. She was a beginning rider, in any sense, with two years of part-time instruction under her belt and none as a jumper! As planned on the appointed day, Gracie landed in Florence, Italy, prepared to take her, soon to be catastrophic, show on the road to meet her new mates at the barn to take a look at their horses for sale.
She went right to the mini bus hire service desk to get her car for the following few days. The male attendant, making an attempt to do his job, started to orient Gracie to her new auto and responsibility. The attendant asked Gracie if she would like an automatic transmission like most American girls at which time she haughtily informed him that a standard was fine and that she could 'drive as good as any man! ' With that she started her show! By that point she was unwilling to even hear some pointers on driving her car hire in Italy. After numerous vain attempts to get going and making a definite fool of herself, she came back to the service counter and angrily announced that something was wrong with the automobile. She naturally demanded another one. They quietly brought her a newer one with an automated transmission this time, and she was able to move on with out further situation.
Act II involved a highway police officer and a rather tense roadside lecture on the guidelines and traffic signs in use in Italy. As he spotlighted, this could have all been evaded by a minute or two of preliminary research on the subject on Google. Act III was the best! When she got to the show barn, she 'was in no mood"! This particular show barn has a perfect status as the most hospitable and gracious equestrian facility in western Europe, and as the scene unfolded on this actual day, it was clear they had their work cut out for them.
Fast forwarding past some of the precious detail we find our Princess being smoothly informed that two of the horses they suspected could be prospects, wouldn't be appropriate as both couldn't perform effectively unless the rider was very experienced and had a rather more balanced body type. She was able to contain herself, because just at that moment, they brought out an absolutely surprising huge black gelding.
There was no mistaking the tell-tale signs of a beginner rider. She could not even get on the horse....then, try as she'd, she could not make him go forward! With an I will show you perspective, she kicked him super hard in both flanks, losing her balance and falling forward onto his neck, at which time she was flicked insignificantly and unceremoniously at least 12 feet in the air in a double or triple (no one could say definitively) backward flip of sorts onto the soft dust of a well cared for arena, in front of the in depth network of cameras for everyone to see! This massive gelding would no more take that from her than he would jump in front of a subway train! Her final act was up, and, to say the least, all her story telling and flamboyance did not put 'humpty dumpty ' back together again! ". Ultimately, humiliated, she stormed off without saying another word.
For the purpose of discretion, lets call this woman, Gracie. Gracie worked for the government in a very self assured over paid career capacity. She had fancied herself and painted a picture of herself to be a successful equestrian performer focusing on show jumping for which she made a claim to be actually short listed for the States Olympic Equestrian Team.
In reality, while she wasn't at all, except in her mind maybe, a certified rider or pony lady, she was actively in the market for a 'hot prospect ' that would 'suit her raised level of feat in the equestrian world ' ... An expertly trained prospect hat she could 'bring along'.
She was first to tell each one that she had been riding 'most of her life'. She put the finishing touches to all this, when asked by the Western european show barn that was assisting her in selection of possible equine candidates for her imminent visit, that she was 5'10" tall and 135 pounds and so needed a large show jumper.
In reality, Gracie was 5'2" and an easy 240 pounds. She was a beginning rider, in any sense, with two years of part-time instruction under her belt and none as a jumper! As planned on the appointed day, Gracie landed in Florence, Italy, prepared to take her, soon to be catastrophic, show on the road to meet her new mates at the barn to take a look at their horses for sale.
She went right to the mini bus hire service desk to get her car for the following few days. The male attendant, making an attempt to do his job, started to orient Gracie to her new auto and responsibility. The attendant asked Gracie if she would like an automatic transmission like most American girls at which time she haughtily informed him that a standard was fine and that she could 'drive as good as any man! ' With that she started her show! By that point she was unwilling to even hear some pointers on driving her car hire in Italy. After numerous vain attempts to get going and making a definite fool of herself, she came back to the service counter and angrily announced that something was wrong with the automobile. She naturally demanded another one. They quietly brought her a newer one with an automated transmission this time, and she was able to move on with out further situation.
Act II involved a highway police officer and a rather tense roadside lecture on the guidelines and traffic signs in use in Italy. As he spotlighted, this could have all been evaded by a minute or two of preliminary research on the subject on Google. Act III was the best! When she got to the show barn, she 'was in no mood"! This particular show barn has a perfect status as the most hospitable and gracious equestrian facility in western Europe, and as the scene unfolded on this actual day, it was clear they had their work cut out for them.
Fast forwarding past some of the precious detail we find our Princess being smoothly informed that two of the horses they suspected could be prospects, wouldn't be appropriate as both couldn't perform effectively unless the rider was very experienced and had a rather more balanced body type. She was able to contain herself, because just at that moment, they brought out an absolutely surprising huge black gelding.
There was no mistaking the tell-tale signs of a beginner rider. She could not even get on the horse....then, try as she'd, she could not make him go forward! With an I will show you perspective, she kicked him super hard in both flanks, losing her balance and falling forward onto his neck, at which time she was flicked insignificantly and unceremoniously at least 12 feet in the air in a double or triple (no one could say definitively) backward flip of sorts onto the soft dust of a well cared for arena, in front of the in depth network of cameras for everyone to see! This massive gelding would no more take that from her than he would jump in front of a subway train! Her final act was up, and, to say the least, all her story telling and flamboyance did not put 'humpty dumpty ' back together again! ". Ultimately, humiliated, she stormed off without saying another word.
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