Buff with a 6-Pack

Cocaine Princess here.

The most beautiful sunrises in the world happens in Cartagena. I woke up early to see one and each time I do I get mesmorized.
At about 8am with our bodyguards Valentina and I went for a morning walk on the beach while eating a chocolate drumstick. There's an electric clock/watch tower on the beach and at 8:15am the temperature read 32C. A lot of the locals were out at that time too walking on the beach, others walking their dogs, some were doing yoga while others were doing tai-chi. The army was there doing their morning exercises. Valentina couldn't resist blowing kisses at the same two we met yesterday. Two of them came over and started talking to us. Even though our bodyguards were with us one of the army guys gently touched Valentina's cheek and asked how she was which resulted in him getting a look from one of our bodyguards. The kind of look that was easy to interpret: you touch her again and I break every bone in your body. The army guys continued talking to us asking what are names were and if we had any plans for tonight but before we had a chance to answer, their superior blew his whistle hard and yelled at them to get back!....When we came back from our walk the army was still there but this time the same two who were talking to us were the only ones doing push-ups while the others counted. They were at 150. Valentina and I looked at each other and had the same thought, uh-oh, we got them in trouble. But it was so worth it. Their shirts were off and they were buff with a six-pack. Totally delicious.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

I Left My Heart In Cartagena..............................................

So I step off the jet with my Louis Vuitton carry all bag. I wore my beige mini skirt with a light blue colored halter top and of course my gold stilettos and right away I could feel the heat. It was so muggy and humid. The red carpet was there and I saw Valentina and her bodyguards. She ran to me and gave me such a big hug and the first thing she said to me was , 'Do you like my hair?' Valentina had shoulder length hair until a few days ago. Her stylist gave her the new Posh-Spice bob. She looked adorable!!!!.
I love Cartagena. You know that song Tony Bennett sings, 'I left my heart in San Fransisco,' well the same can be said about me regarding Cartagena. Each time I leave this city I leave my heart behind and I don't know why. The very second the flight landed my heart began filling up with so much love and smiles so I was glad Valentina talked me into coming here. When we arrived at her vacation house, when the limo pulled up the front of the house I noticed one of the house staff carry in a crate of Diet Dr. Pepper bottles. Valentina said that she was going to pamper me as best she could. The bodyguards brought my suitcase in while the maid unpacked everything. Valentina and I went straight down to the beach. Wearing our designer bikinis and decked out in diamonds and surrounded by bodyguards the beach is just what I needed. The army was there too standing guard and of course Valentina couldn't help but flirt with some of them. So did I. You can't help but not to. The guys are soooooo cute. I posed with some of them and even gave a peck on the cheek to one of them who asked.
I'm in my room now and Valentina is beside me asking me whether or not I mentioned her new haircut. I showed her the sentence. She wants me to add another word: She looks so adorable and hot!!!! So here I am in one of my most favorite cities in the world. I spent most of the day trying to relax and forgetting about the stress. But trying to forget is sometimes a stressful task too. As I'm typing Valentina is telling me about 'B.' Who is 'B?' Someone you will soon read about. Now she's asking me about Senor Bling. This trip is suppose to be about me relaxing and not having any stress and thinking about him brings about stress, not in a bad way but, well as I stated numerous times before, it's complicated.....That's all for today. Tomorrow is a new day and I'm anxious for it to begin.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess.

Just when I thought I was finished today's blog I have some news:
A private jet crashed near Cancun. On board was over 4tonnes of blow. Authorities are scrambling to figure out who owned the jet. According to my golden, little, birdie the jet is registered to an individual in the US but then he sold it to someone else. The jet came from Colombia to Mexico and it was on its' way to the USA. Who owned the drugs? A certain someone from the Sinaloa Cartel. I'll give you a hint, his nickname in the drug world is El Chapo.