I like reading regency novels. The lighted ballrooms filled with dashing and beautiful aristocrats where the women wear long gowns cover the ankles but almost lay bare the bosom and the fitting tights of the men coupled with ruffled shirts and high cravats seem like a page out of a fairytale story. Let’s not forget the horses and the carriages that were the only means of land transportation. I became familiar with horse tack like saddles, bridle, stirrups, reins and others because of the hundreds regency novels I have read over the years. It seems that “happy-ever-afters” appear more plausible than when reading contemporary romance novels.
Passenger Talesstories about my experiences as a traveler and passenger
