Meet Mario, every morning he would make a strange eeyore-ing sound, fulfilling the role of a rooster. He was a little too horse-like for me to really like him at first, but after a week he had grown on me and when we moved onto Switzerland I did miss him, just a little.
Friday, 5 October 2007
Nice, France to Varese Ligure, Italy - 19 September 2007
Meet Mario, every morning he would make a strange eeyore-ing sound, fulfilling the role of a rooster. He was a little too horse-like for me to really like him at first, but after a week he had grown on me and when we moved onto Switzerland I did miss him, just a little.
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