Missing Mexico

I felt very alone. We had all three been separated. When they brought out a separate set of handcuffs, I broke down. My emotions took over. It was a bit of a haze and shock. There was one officer walking around the room making gestured. He seemed to be grinning. He informed me that the death penalty is imposed in Thailand for drug smuggling. At that moment I wished I was back in Mexico, something I never thought I would think.

I fell asleep in the van ride to jail. The traffic was terrible, and I somehow ended up falling asleep. When I woke up, I had a sneaking feeling that it had all been a dream. I turned to Robert and asked if it was a dream, and he said no it wasn't. Not at all. And that's where my nightmare really began.

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