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... as there is little waste – the squeezed out canes are left to dry out in the sun and they are the fuel to heat the vats of cane juice.
Lunched on pollo al brasso (spit roast chicken) by a mineral rich lake. Got stopped at a checkpoint and had our passports checked – the camelo, the camel coloured 4WD, is the same make and colour as the civil guards use so they were suspicious of it - a lot of ...
I'm late; hate being late... In Venezuela (and probably the rest of Latin America) being late is customary; people, flights, buses, shop assistants and bar staff all seem to carry on with a cavalier disregard for whoever is on the other side of the transaction. It's quite charming actually and something that must be accepted; acquiring your own nonchalance is probably the best defence. Not today though, I'm missing the match!
Venezuela v Ecuador; another crucial ...
... br> -hike in beautiful parks
-pique nique near clear rivers, no bugs, no pollution
-laugh and have a good time together
-write anecdotes that others will enjoy reading
-hear lions and all kinds of animals in a tent at night without being in a dangerous spot
-communicate better with each other
-eat well and healthy foods (fruits, tropical fruits, vegetables)
-learn more Spanish
-fell more serene and living more in the ...
... intending on heading to Merida, the first major city in Venezuela. We caught a bus from Bogota to the border town of Cucuta (14 hours), then caught a taxi which brought us through the border to a town called San Cristobal (3 Hours), then a bus to Merida (5 Hours). This had been a non-stop adventure and we finally arrived safely at 1:00 a.m.
Merida is a college town and was a real chill place known for paragliding and various tours. The tour that caught our attention was ...
... 940;τα και φεύγαν 49; σύντομ 45;. Κάτω από τον κίνδυν 59; να περάσω το βράδυ μου στον σταθμό των λεωφορ ...