Screw El Paso

O.K., so I KNOW that my subtitle has me "committed" to starting in El Paso, Texas and ending in Virginia (undetermined city because I could be tired as shit by this time and fall over at the state line and there being my point of "termination"). Well, screw El Paso. I can't find ONE good damn reason to be going there other than a bar named "Whiskey Dicks". My gut really says no to this one (and I'm not homophobic). Well, I didn't feel like my marriage was going to work either after 6 years, 4 of which were in counseling (slow learner) and DAMN if I was going to stick with it either all because I said I would in addition to my whole damn family driving up here from all parts of the south (sorry guys, hopefully it was a pretty drive). Anyways, screw El Paso. I'll NOW be traveling from the incredibly unknown town of Marfa, Texas. Though most people (ok, maybe all) don't know of this town, it seems to have some great things about it and an according to what I've read there's a great venue! Oh, btw, there's a hot springs there and it only cost 15 bucks to pitch a tent. All of this is SO much more appealing to me than being two blocks from impending murder (i.e. Juarez, Mexico). I now realize that this blog could change. "I never promised you a rose garden" so shoot me. Stay tuned & X's, S