The buffaloes arrive just after the father walks to the river with his camera and the mother and boy sit and eat snacks on a bench near the car. It seems as if all of sudden the buffaloes are there, sauntering with heads swaying, between the cars and up along the sidewalk. The mother and…
Tag: travel
Adventures in Buses
I haven’t posted for some time. Life has not allowed for such but I hope to get back to it soon. In the meanwhile, I had a piece published at Wanderlust and Lipstick. It’s a continuation of an earlier story I posted here called La Ruta Maya. I’ve attached a link to the new story. …