Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua June 8, 1989
Well, I finally made it! I'm sitting quite patiently at the Ciudad Juárez train station. So far the trip has been nothing less than eventful. I travelled out to El Paso with 4 people in a cramped Datsun but I can't complain; it was cheaper than the bus or plane. Upon arriving in El Paso we took a rickety bus to nowhere - actually somewhere, but I don't quite know. It took us across the border all right, but it didn't stop at immigration. Wandering aimlessly in the foreign city, we finally got to the place "to get our tourist cards stamped." There was a little hassle but we got through it fine. We proceeded by taxi to the train station to wait and wait and wait. Although the train is late and we are all a bit wearied, it has given me many chances like these to reflect upon things. I have to admit, it hasn't hit me yet. Overall, I feel very content and happy with my decision to come here in this manner. Sometimes apprehension is present but that is quickly replaced with excitement and happy thoughts of anticipation. So goes my first day of my first adventure in a foreign land.