We’ve been home from England for nearly a week now, but here on the blog, we’re still in Windsor!

On Sunday at the horse show, we walked past one of the pageant-participants’ warmup arenas and saw this:

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The Chileans were clearly getting ready for one of their daytime performances. But, um, one of these things was not like the other. So we stuck around to watch.

The young British rider was clearly having a blast, chatting and riding with the group of pageant performers from Chile. But we still weren’t sure what was going on. A woman was standing near the edge of the warmup arena with what was clearly the young rider’s show pony, while she was cantering around the arena on a Chilean horse.

I finally asked an official-looking man in a bowler, and he said that the girl’s show pony had just won its division, and that the Chilean riders had been admiring it (the pony) throughout the week. The rider herself was the daughter of one of the show officials, which may have made introductions easier, but regardless, they had invited her to try one of their horses. They were just then asking her if she would like to ride with them in the demonstration ride later that morning, which they were warming up for. She seemed thrilled with the prospect.

As we were walking back later from seeing the BDS drive, the Chileans and their guest were exiting the Copper Horse Arena, and her huge grin said it all.

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