Don't Forget to Dodge the Water Buffalo
They seem to follow me. At least once a day during one of the many rikshaw rides I take, we get stopped....by a herd of water buffalo. They are huge, and fat and have curly thick horns. Slowly slugging along in the middle of the busy street. There is really no way to hurry them up or move them. Soon, the herd encircles us, and I feel so tiny in the little rikshaw....and then we break free...finally.
They seem to follow me. At least once a day during one of the many rikshaw rides I take, we get stopped....by a herd of water buffalo. They are huge, and fat and have curly thick horns. Slowly slugging along in the middle of the busy street. There is really no way to hurry them up or move them. Soon, the herd encircles us, and I feel so tiny in the little rikshaw....and then we break free...finally.
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