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'Age is just a number It's totally irrelevant unless of course you happen to be a bottle wine'
(J Collins) Margarita Venuzuela 5th February
My tour today is to an area called La Restinga which is a National Park.
115,000 acres of natural canals with a canopy of mangroves trees. A forest on water that is a haven for pelicans, white herons, cormorants, hawks and white Ibis.
We travelled in ...
Slept a bit better with the a/c on though had to switch off
in the middle of the night – the parrot and nearby cocks (or was it just the
parrot imitating some?) weren’t too disturbing.
Coffee’d up (strong but not good) got an early start to
playa El Caribe – nice, quiet and not too hot but no traffic so had to take a
cab – knocked him down 10 bolivares to 20! Had ...
... for just 20!
Picked up a fish empanada on the way back for breakfast too
so well set up for the day’s travels.
This turned out to be far easier (can rarely say that!) than
anticipated - the hotel staff were of
limited use – one guy said as he drove everywhere he didn’t know and the
cleaning ladies knew little more – the book offers no advice either – to get to
it was pretty good and authentic with real mozzarella, zinged up with some
fresh pepper and chilli oil – “I’m in heaven, ….”!
Enjoyed the rooftop terrace back at the ranch until bedtime
- I had the only upstairs room, which was off that terrace and next to the
communal cooking/eating area. I had been concerned it might be noisy but had it
to myself. The lovely breeze continued all night so mossies were blown into
... Trip Advisor – maybe they were before wifey died and things have been let go since, but the room was dirty, way overpriced, the fan like it's owner was barely operational and the fridge took off & climbed to 30,000 feet for about 5 mins every quarter hour!! Add to this curtains that don’t meet, the musty pillows and the owner stumbling in even drunker and hawking away, meant I did not sleep well and couldn’t wait to leave ...