When I was in Peru for a month in January, I cheated on my boyfriend with a surfer from New York....and it didn't happen just once...it happened two and a half times. I say "and a half" because I passed out drunk in the middle of the third time and don't really remember if I did anything or not with him. In my defense, I hadn't made it "official" with my boyfriend before I left, though I was telling everyone I did have a boyfriend because it was easier than saying, "Well, we sleep together and tell eachother we love one another, but we just haven't figured out if we wanted a long term relationship yet." Turned out we did...as soon as I got back he decided that he wanted to "spend the rest of his life with me". Yeah...and I made out with a guy here on the island once...I am the worst person on the planet.