The trail that led Werner Segarra to being a cowboy snaked from Puerto Rico, Germany, Saudi Arabia and Arizona before he found himself at a ranch in Huásabas, Mexico. Mind you, when he first got there — part of a 10-day high school travel experience — he (and his teacher) thought he was going to work in a gas station. He imagined himself popping out tires and checking the oil.
There was a gas station in Huásabas. And its owner also had land, horses and a real-life ranch. Suddenly, young Werner — who grew up devouring German adventure novels about the American West — found himself on horseback alongside Mexican cowhands.