About a year ago, Jacqueline and I had tried to go horseback riding but never managed to organize a trip. But on the Sunday afternoon of our Fes finale weekend, along with an eager Jon and Jen, we rode the train to Meknes, then a taxi to Club Farah, a riding club in the hills outside the city.
Jon and Jacqueline both knew the basics, having ridden a few times, while my experience was limited to one quick, exhilarating ride a few years earlier in Petra. That left Jen - as the only member of our party with any considerable riding experience - to help the stable hands select suitable mounts for us. ("Stallions?! Um, no. Mares - do you have any old, slow mares? Very calm?")
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