Tuesday, January 15, 2008

6/365 - Ricardo ("Ricoco")

Ricoco, the photographer -- vest, scarf, and all -- would pick me, Terecua, up and take me to the squares, pyramids, and old market places, telling the horchata ladies we were married. His dream for us: a goat farm high up in the mountains.


Karin said...

Everyone needs a Ricoco! Where were you living?

Tereza said...

This was in Mexico while I was studying Spanish there.