Was late at night in nyc and

was late at night in nyc and for some reason I had to take a horse and cart trip to boston. Like this was a normal mode of transportation. Like a bud or something, just got a ticket. But the horse could only bring two, so some other guy got to sit in the back in the cart alongside the horse owner/driver so I had to actually sit on the horse. I threw my bag in the back and we were off. Crossed a bridge and then ran thru some fields. The horse was fast and powerful and felt good riding on top of it, after got over initial fear of falling off. We were going pretty fast, riding thru the cold dark night. Was a little bit of snow and ice on the ground. We took a pit stop somewhere upstate and I checked my phone maps and we were about 1/3rd of the way there. Wasn't sure I could keep up riding on the horse for another 2/3rds but really didn't have a choice. Woke up