I didn't mean to, but it happened. I was in the mountains this weekend. I was driving down the main road and saw 2 Amish buggies coming out of a side road trying to cross over. The other people in my car had never seen Amish buggies and wanted to turn back and get a better look, so I did. By the time I found a spot and got to that road again, there were at least 4 buggies in front of me! I followed behind them down the one lane country road. I had taken that road many times just for its scenic beauty, a valley with mountains in the background, huge farmhouses, barns, silos and cows. I had never realized it before, but I had never seen a vehicle on those farms! They were ALL AMISH! We saw one turn into its driveway to go home. I tried not to stare, but everyone else did. Behind the buggies, it was so weird, like going back to the 1800's! The wheels and axles were so skinny it was lucky they didn't break. The horses' hooves made that famous clip clop noise, and a few dumped in the road. The road was hilly. I wonder how they get up the hills, especially in bad weather! Little kids stared at us out the back window of the last buggy like we were Infidels to be feared. I had a hard time keeping some of my passengers from laughing, not in a mean way, just in a surprised, interested way, but still I knew it wasn't nice. It was interesting though.
Finally it got so slow, I got tired of it and turned around. The driveway I turned around in was Amish, I saw the lady in black stockings and Little House on the Prairie shoes and bonnet unhitching her horse. She stared like, get that awful machine out of here! I tried! As I turned to head back, I noticed many more had been behind me, I was in a total Amish caravan! They were probably coming home from Church.
Even though I tried not to look, I did get a glimpse of one couple after I was coming face to face with them. It was kind of spooky, they were like ghosts from the past, or an old pic of dead people from long ago. The woman was in a black dress and bonnet, her hands clasped together in the middle of her chest, sitting stiff, eyes forward. I didn't take a pic, I knew they think cameras steal your soul. As much as I tried to respect their ways and beliefs, it was too strange seeing this in the 21st century. I don't know why they think they are holier not using modern things. There were bad people in the olden days too. There is another group in the same region, the Mennonites, but they do drive cars. It's weird to see those Little House in the Prairie hats, dresses and aprons getting out of cars. I really don't know what to make of the experience, it was just a strange thing to happen and I wanted to tell somebody.
Finally it got so slow, I got tired of it and turned around. The driveway I turned around in was Amish, I saw the lady in black stockings and Little House on the Prairie shoes and bonnet unhitching her horse. She stared like, get that awful machine out of here! I tried! As I turned to head back, I noticed many more had been behind me, I was in a total Amish caravan! They were probably coming home from Church.
Even though I tried not to look, I did get a glimpse of one couple after I was coming face to face with them. It was kind of spooky, they were like ghosts from the past, or an old pic of dead people from long ago. The woman was in a black dress and bonnet, her hands clasped together in the middle of her chest, sitting stiff, eyes forward. I didn't take a pic, I knew they think cameras steal your soul. As much as I tried to respect their ways and beliefs, it was too strange seeing this in the 21st century. I don't know why they think they are holier not using modern things. There were bad people in the olden days too. There is another group in the same region, the Mennonites, but they do drive cars. It's weird to see those Little House in the Prairie hats, dresses and aprons getting out of cars. I really don't know what to make of the experience, it was just a strange thing to happen and I wanted to tell somebody.
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