Sometimes , I saw a couple of horses in the Cambre forest at the weekend,
especially in autumn. Of course, they were not the wild ones, and it was
doubtlessly strong probabilities that when seeing horses on Sunday, sunny afternoon, you would also find several horse-carrier
bonded firmly with tails of large sized vehicles.
I was just running around the main road, which was extended just like
number "8" shape in the forest, and one of its two loops had a relatively
large sized pond at its center. This pond was so large that it had its own island, again at its center, on which a casual restaurant
was located and I heard that it had a good reputation through the Internet.
The problem in here was that there was no bridge
to reach there. Running around the pond, and wondering how people would
react if they face the unchangeable fact that they might have no mean to reach
the restaurant, but prepare to swim, after making a reservation. So, I just had a sigh of relief, when I found there were two rafts, fixed at piers, waiting for the season opening, maybe, at the beginning of the next spring, when all ices on the pond will be broken and melted completely.
Here was in the Cambre forest, Brussels.
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