You know, Santa Cruz was kind of a bust for us as far as seeing the city goes. After we arrived at the hotel (after leaving the previous night’s show at 11:30pm, leaving the hotel at 5:30am and catching a 7:00am flight), we ate breakfast, did an interview and everyone was so tired that we slept until the night’s sound check at 9:00pm. Flying everyday really can take its toll on your body. You really don’t realize how tired you are until you sit on the bed and next thing you know its like 6 hours later. Sorry Santa Cruz, we’ll have to come back when we’re well rested so we can enjoy it more!

These are the young ladies that organized our coming and all of the events here in Bolivia:

I know I have a very interesting name, but it baffles me sometime how people screw up the spelling of it. I was told that the press had a copy of our press release, yet my name was still misspelled as “Demonsterius”:

Santa Cruz is a bit of a conundrum because it looks and feel really tropical, yet there is no massive body of water anywhere near. The wind blows very heavily and if you allow your mind to trick you, you can smell salt water… just kidding! Well anyway, the resort we stayed in was a tropically themed resort and on the way to my room I found this nicely manicured resemblance of a jungle:

Marc’s pre-performance club shot:

Another new Afarian:

It’s always fun to get people that have no idea what they’re doing to represent Atlanta for you! Check out Debbie from the US Embassy in LaPaz (in the purple!!!)

Thanks for the love Bolivia!

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