So I go out and get a sandwich at lunchtime and I’m walking back to work and I see a freaking guy riding a horse down the street. He’s one of those mounted police. A horse I’m telling you, in the middle of the city. Now, I come from a country that has a reputation for being agricultural, and I’m pretty darn sure that I’ve never seen livestock wandering around the capital city. To top it all, he was riding the wrong way down a one way street.