Plaza Bolivar Ciudad Bolivar

... , I have no idea which bus station we stop at is my stop. So a young lad sitting near me gets frequent questions of 'Ciudad Bolivar??????????' from the concerned looking ginger gringo. At one bus stop I spot some more of these old long cars, they just ...

... was once dominated by the Freemasons and reminded us of Paraty in Brazil (but not as pretty).  On reflection our impression of Ciudad Bolivar was muted by the fact that there was absolutely no one on the streets.  We, a family of five looking ...

... countries from Spanish rule and relaxing with ice lollies in Plaza Bolivar (get used to that - every Venezualan city/town has a Plaza Bolivar, even a town built on stilts in the Maracaibo Lagoon!!). Ultimately though there wasn´t much to keep us in ...

... old colonial riverfront mansions, though we cannot say they were in very good condition. From here it was in to Plaza Bolivar, which has the large Cathedral, some nicely restored colonial houses, the Government offices and finally the House of ...

... den nest største elven i Sør Amerika. Det er ikke mange "hvite" folk her, så vi skiller oss klart ut her. Vi gikk til Plaza Bolivar og ned til og langs Orinoco. Vi gikk gjennom man ge butikker og boder (tok ingen bilder).  Det er trygt å gå ...

... terwijl ik opnieuw niet zo'n bemoedigende zin in de LP lees en me bedenk dat deze weg de enige richting onze volgende bestemming, Ciudad Bolivar, is. En de 'robbers’ zijn hier van een heel ander kaliber. Op deze route stikt het van de “punto ...

... - especially as were in close quarters with snorers! Day 3 was spent returning by canoe to Canaima and flying back to Ciudad Bolivar.  We spent the afternoon relaxing in the posada before catching our overnight coach to Maracay and then on to ...