Hotel Venetur Alba Caracas
Travel Blogs from Caracas
I started this trip not wanting to be a cliché, not needing to find myself, but I realize that it has been about recharging. Getting back to that person that has the strength to move mountains, be a whirlwind and do the unconventional.
In my early 20's I was that person, but an uncontrollable, unreasonable and marginally irresponsible one …
So from sunny Carmel we arrived in rainy Caracas having survived American hotels, planes, coffee and the great state of Texas. Arriving here after fourteen hours of travel, the last thing we wanted was to be ripped off by some taxi driver at 11:30 in the night. As a backpacker, when you arrive into an alien country, you usually have your guidebook …
Bugger. We didn´t quite make it to Merida as on our last jaunt onto the Metro we were met with a sea of Venezuelan people all riding the peak hour tube. Not quite sure how it was done but I´m pretty sure that during one of the many bumps and pushes that I experienced somebody very skillfully lifted my cardholder (which contained my Venezulan tube …
... and took us to this old town called "El Hatillo" It was about 45min away from the hotel. It was a nice drive through the hills of Caracas, and at I saw the typical things you see in any city, tall buildings, grocery stores, gas stations, etc. Did you know that gas is so cheap here..it's about 10 cents a liter!! However, everything else is super expensive. Dinner (pizza) alone for 4 people was $600 Venezuelan Bolivares Fuertes (about $140 USD).
During my stay in Caracas, Marlys took me to see the little town (its a quiet village) of El Hatillo. It was nice to get out of the city into somewhere with a slower pace. Ate better food here, getting more comfortable with my surroundings. A horse randomly ran up the street at one point. Venezuela is full of these strange things.
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Room service