Some of you saw these on the newsletter, and I'm sure you were thinking, "How did they allow them to ride horses in open-toed shoes? Better yet, Flip flops?!"
Again...Uganda...




The journey they took was so short, I could follow them around, pretty easily.
Like I said...10 minutes.
Their horses back in their stalls....
The enjoyed it so much, but I wish it could have been a more "real" experience. I'm going to have to talk J. Rutledge or someone into saddling up some horses for these kids when we get back to Texas.
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