i met a boy...isn't that how it always starts. It is so easy to meet men in this country and so hard to find a real one. The ones we meet are either married, have children, girlfriends, issues and a whole lot of nothing in their pockets. I hate to generalize but I'm tired to hear beautiful, intelligent, grow-up women complaining about the same thing over and over again....and then to find myself sitting on their sofa with my box of Kleenex. How sad! Are there any good men left in the Puerto Plata area or is it hopeless for me in sankie land...