Sleeping in Boats

Earlier today, I was sailing and I was wondering why my shorts felt so heavy. I also falied to notice that I was soaking wet, and that my shorts, which were made of towel material, were incredibly absorbant and took in almost all the water there was. Any of you that saw me out there, luffing right into the wind, pulling and staring at the mytery of the watery shorts… that was me.

Speaking of sailing, I was at a regatta the other day. I got eighth out of fifty, which you would probably say was great, but there was only one race because of the dramatic circumstances. There were over one hundred farhenheit of heat, and no wind at all. Most people were just sleeping in their boats. It isn’t such an achievement in those kinds of cases, unfortunately.

Now, speaking of sleeping in boats, and since I’m full of these useless stories, I have to simply ‘excite’ you with another one. We were team racing the day before yesterday, and I got paired up with Em, who never even tries to sail. I probably spent more time in the no-go zone, waiting for her to catch up, than I ever did actually sailing.

Anyways, I had her in my cover zone after about five minutes of waiting for her, and  I was just leaning out of my boat looking at all the moon jellies, when I heard this soft, sweet snoring coming from behind me. Believe me- in days like this one, it is quite a rare sight to see somebody, regardless if it’s Em or not, sleeping peacefully away in their boat. No wonder she was moving so slowly. She had completely lost control over her boat when she fell asleep.

It was actually almost a scare to see her doing that, but now it’s basically everybody’s favorite campfire story for laughs.

Yours truly,]



Summer Days

Now it’s finally the end of the school year- and the start of summer! I now have a lot more time to spend on my blog, and I have a lot more time to do “fun” things like figure out where my dog’s squeaky toy is (that’s the downside of summer, I have to say).


Two summers ago was probably the best two months of my life. I went back to native Europe, (Paris, Berlin, and Munich) where I saw more than ever thought I could. The best moment was the German International (Equestrian) Competition. I was in Germany for training and a few competitions. I had finished giving Amerika and Quicksand their pears and carrots, when my best friend came racing in. “Sophie! We forgot about the German International, you dope!” With a start, I finally realized that today was August 20, 2011, and I had forgotten all about one of Europe’s most important competitions (please beware: “German International” is just the English-translated version of the name, and is not authentic).

The competition was not something that I want to describe. I would not only be super repetitive, but also not able to really describe what happened. I will only just say: what I saw took my breath away. What I saw inspired me more than anything else could ever have. I wanted to achieve.

That summer, I also started competitive sailing for the first time, and though I can’t say that it was really the most enjoyable thing of my life, it also influenced me by showing that if my mom wanted me to sail, I had the option of either sailing or sailing.

Another small (and final) thing that happened to me that summer was me starting the flute, and getting inspired by a Salzburg woodwind quartet. I dropped a lot of things to play the flute, but now am glad that I did. I couldn’t be more thankful that I was able to play the way I did!

I had a pretty dull school year, and those mean kids were worse than ever. But them again, maybe this summer will make up for it, and be as good as the summer that I had in 2011. A summer of sightseeing, fun, realizations, inspirations, and… life.



P.S. I hope you guys at least enjoyed your school year!

My spring resolution is to write more, and improve my posts a little!