- Continental Breakfast
- Heated pool
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... of the national dishes of Venezuela and use to be an important dish for the diets of poor Venezuelans for centuries, but it is now eaten by the poor and rich. Arepas are baked corn pancakes that are eaten plain, cooked with a filling of meat, or cheese, or opened and filled like a sandwich. They're made of corn flour mixed together with salt and water. The reason Arepa has become the most popular and traditional food in Venezuela is because it ...
... We wandered a bit further and then decided to get the Metro back to where we thought it would end up, which we eventually found was close to Los Simbolos metro station in the south of the city,
There we waited with thousands of others at an open intersection of two major roads, without much traffic getting through! The crowds extend as far as the eye could see along the road, for two hours and more, with a bit of tree-shade, and thankfully with plenty of ...
... is hardly any investment going into tourism. So the star-ratings of hotels which are advertised were probably only applicable 20 years ago. To put it mildly, we were very under-whelmed by our 3-star hotel room. 'Nuff said. Venezuela rightly earns its reputation as being the most expensive country.
Next, onto the safety issues. It's hard to point to one particular factor that gives Caracas a feeling of being an unsafe city. It could be ...
... still had a horrible reputation and we knew we had to be careful about which area we stayed in. As such, I had a family friend who lived there that I tried to contact to see if he could be of assistance. Unfortunately, I was on skype on my iTouch with spotty reception and Bruno, our contact, was teaching a class. He told us to call him later, which wouldn't be possible since we would be on a bus, but we agreed to call him as soon as we arrived in Caracas.
... on the black market!!! Veronica a middle aged tour guide picked us up and took us to the domestic airport and already discussed exchange rates, informing us about how much more she could offer. After a few hushed and rushed conversations we decided that she seemed trustworthy enough and so we began the illegal act of exchanging the money: Veroncia subtly counts out the 700 worn Bolivar notes and ...