Hotel Hopeful

For once Jill had actually remembered to toss some sort of swim suit into her luggage, and lo and behold at this facility there was sign up "no swimming alone."  Their buddy system made good sense in one way, but in an other way, wasn't it discriminating against singles?  She was tempted to call the management office and ask if they provided the buddies.

She hated sending a text and not hearing back.  What exactly did NOTHING mean? ha. She actually dreamt about it, and in the dream it turned out she'd been offended by a non-reply from an invalid number.

Jill did not know how, even after remembering her sunscreen facial moisturizer AND hat that morning, she ended up with such a sunglasses-racoon-face sunburn.  "You're pretty fair-skinned." her new friend splained her, spectating at the horseshoe with a shrug passing a drink of water instead of having sunscreen to offer, ha.  But she related to Jill's story and said she was tired of people looking sorry for her because she travelled alone.  "What am I supposed to do, wait until I'm married again to have a life?"

Finally she remembered that the man she'd seen in the restaurant and hoped to see competing that day was in fact, the father of the delightful gal whose hoofprints she'd followed in the snow.  For one whole wintery season, she'd never managed to ride with her, but was somehow always tacking up as the admired daughter-fun-lover was coming back into the barn with her amazing black pony.  Jill had wished to synch up her random ridings time better with such a good time spirited rider. Alas.  She had at least appreciated the updates about the footing and the option follow the trail already blazed tho, ha.

At the horse show, she was happy to catch a 10 min snooze on the lowest metal bench momentarily between events, vaguely watching the vaulters warm up in the background.  She was then thrilled, despite sun-walk-exhaustion, to find herself standing at the back of bleachers screaming and cheering during the exciting example match.

After the demo game, she asked where exactly one BUYS the equipment.  She wanted to promote the purchase to lots of people and then just borrow theirs, ha.