Her first visit to the ground had started so wonderfully! Take away all the terrible bits, and the visit had been great. She'd learned much more about the native technology and culture, learned things that living in the clouds had failed to teach her. She'd learned the natives had coal mining, blacksmithing, mass production of steel, and probably the telegraph as well. She'd learned that all the food she ate up in the sky probably had a mundane source much closer to what she would've expected. She'd learned that along with a frighteningly similar language, the ponies had a disturbing level of cultural overlap with ancient Earth. Add in a lot more leather and some guns, and she could've been walking around in a cultural reenactment of the Old West.