I have been stationed in Lima, Peru for just over two weeks now. Most of the villages I have come upon sneer at me, and none have understood my language. Finally, late last night, I came upon a hidden village called Casica; there, I found a man who understood english, although from his skin, I knew that he was native of Portugal. He was peculiar but hospitable... until I inquired as to the yeti. The man then uttered two words: "Grande-Pé..."