Yesterday I drove an hour north(ish) to visit a friend in Fredrick.

So what does one do in Fredrick? We’ll, first they see horses. Did you know horses are huge? I read about them all the time, “such-and-such was as big as a horse” and what not. Mentally I acknowldge that wow, that’s big, but then I move on and forget about it. Actually, funny story, a group I was in once spent fifteen minutes arguing over whether a centaur could jump down a twenty foot hole safely, only to have one of its more silent members finally ask if the centaur would even be able to fit through the hole. We all were kind of like “oh, probably not.” I would like to report to you today that we were compeletly in the right. No trapdoor made for humans is ever going to be big enough for a horse. They are big. Their rumps come up to my head – surpass it even. It’s a good thing too keep in mind next time you want to throw around “horse” as a measurement.

We didn’t stay with the horses long (they were at a training barn, so we couldn’t ride them or anything) and soon made our way down to the downtown.
Downtown Fredrick is full of lots of cute shops and funky novelty stores. Boasting two tea shops, two record stores, a soda fountain, and a chocolate store, the city (meaning, the two intersecting streets that make up the tourist section) is packed with things to look at. Because we were strapped for time we didn’t really go inside any of these stores. Instead we entered a Thai restaurant and ordered something to appease our demanding stomaches (it was a delicious and spicy curry that had a name I neither can remember nor spell). Satisfied, we ventured further down the main street, only to find that it was now so late that most of the shops were closing and taking photos was becoming increasingly tricky. This didn’t stop our enjoyment of the city at all, but it did mean we didn’t have time to go check out the historic grave yard. Oh well, there’s always next time.

Please tell me it comes in pints