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At 17 my Bestfriend David a 43 yr old pool shark, Offered me a dream vacation i couldnt pass up. He said in two days we leave for mexico. Be hold two days later were on a raggedly old plane heading to mexico. Seventeen hours and two layovers later we land in paridise, Puerto Varta mexico. Not there 3 hours and i have this 19 year old girl local all over me. For a wekk long trip ended three weeks later after a trip to our US consulat and a pass to leave immediately. To this day its a travel trip remembered vividly like yesterday, 23 years later. Behold the 19 yr old girls father was a MOB boss and i didnt know. After a week and purposely missing my return flight. I was head over heals with this young lady teaching me her language and i teaching her english. As her student in many other things too. I was greated by two broad built men that requested me company in a blacked out Lincon Navigator. I accompanied them to my suprise, thru a nasty dirty down town area, to a grand gate that was made of rich red wood and iron, that opened swiftly to a garden and fountains that went on for a few hundred yards. To the end of the drive was this big beautiful built mansion, and a stout pop belly man stood in the large door way. I didnt understand a word any of them said except" gringo no no me nina"!! I knew then this wasnt good. After around two hours of them talking or rather yelling at me in spanish only catching one word here and there. The escorted me back too the Navigator, now noticing many more armed guards, through out the property as i left. I tried my best in spanish to ask one of the two that were there in the truck who he was. They said "no hablo" and begun to laugh. As they pulled up to a very nice groomed cleanly building they pushed me out onto the coble stone walk way. As i looked up i saw the american flag flying, confused i looked around and out of no where 2 MPs grab me throw me on the wall and begin asking me questions, and after they look inmy wallet and see my DL from Wisconsin, they rush me behind gates and into the building. I get put into a room and what seemed as hours two gentleman in suits come in and ask me "Mr Paul, why is the cartel throwing you out in front of our consulate?" Im confused and state in confusion " um what who and i dont know why?" They tell me to begin at when i got here to mexico. At this point i start in great detail. And well, 4.5 hours later i end as food is being delivered a second time. They look at me in amazment and tell me " you go directly back to your hotel and stay there", i reply "yes sir"! I show back up at my paradise hotel and this young lady is waitting in my room. For a week and 2 days there after we were in separable. That was until four MPs and a fine gentleman showed up and escorted me away to the airport. As they drove me away i saw this ladies father and his counterparts scoop up her. As she fought and screamed reaching and kicking, she was tossed into a black SUV and hauled away. The whole flight home i wondered about her and who her father really was. Two years later on the news i see her father being arrested as a cartel boss wanted for brutal crimes and her in the background older and still beautiful as ever. To this day i live those three weeks every night and want that dream back. But that is a real life dream vacation that has never ended.