We're at the PVDA Ride for Life this weekend, but before I write about that, a brief example of why, even after 2½ years in the South, I'm still a Yank.
After the two-hour drive to the lovely Prince George's Equestrian Center, I stepped over to the Port-O-Potties. Imagine my surprise when I opened one up to discover a crustacean on the floor, waving his little claws at me. Naturally, my first thought is to go get my camera (yes, there is something wrong with me), and as I return to the stabling, I say to my working student, "Hey Nicole! There's a lobster in the bathroom!"