I’ve been traveling around Latin America for the last seven months, and in every country I have experienced something SFAR worthy. Here is one such example.
Walking through Banos, Ecuador, very early on a Sunday, I pass a nice-looking man in a collared shirt with a tiny child clinging to each of his hands. I smile. He smiles. Such cute children, I think to myself. What a nice father. Just as we pass each other, he hisses the following: “Ayyyy, mamacita.”
Que bonita. SFAR
Don’t Let the Child Fool You
I’ve been traveling around Latin America for the last seven months, and in every country I have experienced something SFAR worthy. Here is one such example.
Walking through Banos, Ecuador, very early on a Sunday, I pass a nice-looking man in a collared shirt with a tiny child clinging to each of his hands. I smile. He smiles. Such cute children, I think to myself. What a nice father. Just as we pass each other, he hisses the following: “Ayyyy, mamacita.”
Que bonita. SFAR