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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 ...
Had to keep the lovely big window shut for security reasons
so the small bathroom window (with sea views from the shower) didn’t let in
enough cool air for me not to have to bung on the a/c all night – my eyes are
suffering for it now.
Got up early and wandered along the beach to the centre on a
hunt for good coffee – the place next door to the pizza joint came up trumps –
a good ...
... being enough punters, that I would be
sad, so, as the beach here is probably as nice (though maybe more windy) as the
ones there, decided not to bother.
Checked out the not so supermarket that opens on a Monday –
didn’t even sell coffee!!!! But the beer was 3 for a dollar, so who cares about
The water was lovely and not too lumpy, despite the wind,
for swimming. Strolling from the hotel along the beach was more challenging as
... 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 ...