The kids and I were out exploring the town. And a cowboy… lo siento, I mean a vaquero… rides up to us on this horse. We all exchanged greetings and had a brief conversation. Then we watched him ride over to the beer store, grab two empty bottles for exchange (you trade in your empty ones for full ones here) from his saddlebag, and walk inside.
BEER RUN
I mean… of course… when you’re outta beer, just hop on old Gus and shoot on over to the store… right? I flashed back to childhood memories of all the times that I snuck out of my room late at night to watch Clint set the west straight… it was a happy memory. And then we all imagined me making a beer run… on horseback… in the heart of Silicon Valley. We got quite the laugh out of that one.
No… we weren’t laughing at the mule… I mean… horse.
B double E double R U N …beer run!
Always tryin’ to one up my Todos Santos, Bohemia/Tecate deposito capers 🙂
Espero que te vaya bien
Abrazos,
Bae Bae