“Despacio [slowly]”, he says but our horses are nothing but.
With pointed ears they prance around impatiently as they listen to the gaucho whistling to get the herd of horses in front of us going.
an ode to travelling
“Despacio [slowly]”, he says but our horses are nothing but.
With pointed ears they prance around impatiently as they listen to the gaucho whistling to get the herd of horses in front of us going.