Cabanas Hessen La Colonia Tovar

"Driving in Caracas is only for people with lots of confidence, lots of nerves and a lot more insurance". I have to say, that is definitely one of the occasions where I agree with the advice in the Lonely Planet…

So here I am, in Caracas. A city where the traffic is crazy, the girls all have boob jobs and the petrol is cheaper than the drinking water. Here, it is always rush hour.

Since arriving here last Thursday evening ...

... the mountainside and the prospect of looking for accommodation
in the dark didn't fill us with glee. We were tired, cold, wet and
hungry, and needed to find somewhere reasonably priced to stay
quickly.



The road down into Colonia Tovar is a
collection of very steep, windy roads and the thought of getting to
the bottom and finding nowhere to stay made us look around where we
stood. We ended up at a very nice place called Alpino rancho where
the ...

... fencing. We're taking more precautions now than we have ever done when we have travelled, we've even taken out travel insurance. Trying to find one that suited us was not easy, as many of them put restrictions on policies. The only one we found that covered us for cycle touring, for more than 90 days (a full year) and for our age (50's - most of them have an upper age limit of 45) was with the British Mountaineering Council. It's pretty ...

Fui al Consejo Estation y montar el tren de vapor. Saque muchas fotos cuando en el tren. Despues, fui al Ruta del Ron y ver al ron de bodega. Yo visite El Solar de Vino y comer los platos de mariscos. Llegue al Esquinas de la Palma a Santa Teresa para dormir.

As soon as you step outside from the airplane the first thing you feel is the HEAT. Humid and hot in December, yes!!!! The immigration officer at the airport did not even look at us in the face, that's how much she cared... she was very good looking, I guess that's why she had an attitude. Now we have one more flight to go untill our final destination, The Venezuelan Andes.

Imagine if you can the following events - It was 2.00pm as our flight lifted off the tarmac in Merida to take us through to Caracas, and then onto Lima. Santa Barbara Airlines was to take us on the first leg, with 2 stops along the way to pick up and drop off passengers. The flight went without a hitch and we arrived safe and sound at Caracas International airport around 5.00pm. Our next flight was due to leave at 9.00pm, from the International Departures terminal, and ...

... t kept in good conditions. But I got to see this bird called the Great Curassow, a fat black bird with a gerry curl fro, which is now my favorite bird in the world. The Macaws were insane because dumb kids kept feeding them candy and bread, and so they were all hanging on the cage making horrible squawking noises and one of them wagged his tongue at me in a really offensive way. It was my first assault by a parrot and I hope it never happens again.

... in the background about some economic theory. I choose however not to believe in economic theory and go with my own logic however skewed it might it be. (Iīm sure my brother the economist will also not agree with me but what the hey, we usually donīt agree about anything these days so why break the trend!) We mostly visited the local bars in Sabane Grande and they were lively every day of the week. Leonīs in Altimira was also nice with a huge outdoor beer garden for the ...

Hello guys I just arrived from Venezuela, a very complicated land for travellers, coming to Manaus. I lodged in a little, but very cheap and higienic hostel with a very good meetig point near. (in front of the lodge. There are a lot of professional and amateur guides waiting for turists and it's difficult to choose one serios. One of ...

... in Las Mercedes that is owned by a Venezuelan celebrity. The place was themed after the "Llanos" or plains. The "Llanos" culture of Venezuela is basically what we would call the Cowboy or Western culture in the US. Many Venezuelans identify to some degree with the Llanos culture, including a lot of the inhabitants of the ranchitos. The food was good and featured a root native of Venezuela called "yaca". The bus took us to the Colonial Art Museum in ...