This one goes out to the single men in Greenland.. God Speed.

After 30+ nights of subpar sleeping, the sleep deprivation has finally caught up with me in the form of a hacking cough, a nasty sore throat and a cold that is too legit to quit. On the bright side, I left the high altitude areas and I am now in Santa Cruz, Bolivia which is unofficially, the "good-looking person" capital of Bolivia.

I am staying with my step-sister's (Elizabeth A.) friend from College (Gaby), who lives in Santa Cruz and is a great host. Gaby literally knows everyone in Santa Cruz. When we walk down the street, she has to stop every 5th step as a new person she knows appears. (I imagine it is what Big Bird or Elmo experiences when walking down sesame street. EVERYONE KNOWS THEM!)

As Gaby's brother, who is getting married on Saturday to Miss Bolivia 2000, pointed out, "There are two hells in Bolivia: 1) Being single in Oruro (A Bolivian city that has reportedly been beaten with the ugly stick) and 2) being married in Santa Cruz".

He said this in front of his fiance, which made me chuckle.