When She Rides, She Rides – by Kerstin Krause

When She Rides, She Rides – by Kerstin Krause

Image from own source “May I?” she asked while pointing at my motorbike. “Hell yes,” I replied. With that said, she jumped on the bike and raced off like a hurricane. Seriously, I have never seen a more scintillating smile on the face of a woman in Tanzania. It was a...