Anyway, the manege is situated in a park on the other side of Ramat-Gan - I know the park from the past - and is a lovely area where tranquility and an overall sense of relaxation takes you (me) over and places you in another world... away from the hectic race around the clock.
The horse I rode was called Kineret and she is a lovely girl. So patient... (and huge).
Hereunder are photos from the park. The Hoopoe I found at the entrance of the manege at a worn down building where artists are selling their paintings. The Hoopoes were totally used to those people and I think they considered I belonged to them because they didn't fly away (as all birds do when I take out my camera) when I approached them as well.
This is the park:
The trees had signs telling the names of them so I finally got to know some names I have been wondering about for quite some time now. This is a Thevetia:
And a Brachychiton (very common tree in Israel)
This is Klaas sleeping :-)
I wish I wouldn't have gone horseback riding because now I know what I have to miss due to financial restrictions :-(