Juarez...I don't think so

El Paso, that's my home for the next two days. Ah, the life of a drifter. Nothing like it. I'm in the hotel lobby, happy to have an internet connection, feeling much better today now that I have purged the inner demons and there is a fabulous live band playing in the hotel bar. We are right on the border of Mexico by Juarez, however I dare not venture. I would probably be kidnapped and forced to become a sex slave for some drug lord...hmmm(inner thoughts)...he would buy me shoes, fancy clothes, lavish me with bath products...wait (back to earth)...what?...no...I mean...nooo, none of that. Seriously, in the last couple of months seven people have gone missing in Juarez when they were just planning to visit for the day and shop, so I'm keeping my distance. I'll venture into El Paso tomorrow. I really want to find some cool hand made jewelry. Meanwhile I'm just kickin' it and really wanting to share this experience. I'm feeling very stong and confident today. So I say to you this, "Have you rocked the free world or kicked a little ass today?" Let's just say I wasn't about to let some transient in El Paso threaten me. I went ballistic on him. Then I ran inside and freaked out for a second. On that note, I'm going to relax in my room, maybe catch a flick and sip on some tasty hot cocoa. Love to all, Rochelle