The donkey’s tail

There was once a donkey who had one wish. This wish was to visit the holy city of Rome at least once before he died. Now as it happened, this donkey’s job in life was to pull a little cart carrying American tourists around the holy city. Blindfolded, everyday he would ply the streets of Rome carrying these American tourists to all those famous sites, St. Peters, the Roman Forum, the Spanish Steps, the Trevi fountain. After many years, one day there was an accident in the street and the blindfold fell off from his eyes. In front of him he could see St. Peters. “Where am I?” asked the donkey. “Why you are in Rome of course,” replied his master. “Where else would you expect to be?”