Hotel Kristoff Maracaibo

... for linen<br><br>Dark faces strange hair,<br>do I look or don´t I stare?,<br>here they say all are happy,<br>somehow it seems maybe not<br><br>Drop the vowels and speak so fast,<br>train my ear but understand whats past,<br>the entire conversation that i comprehend just fine,<br>I am off the beaten track this will take some time!

Yo tome un helicóptero y visitar Salto Ángel. Yo jugué en la laguna y la playa de Canaima. Saque muchas fotos de Golodrina Salto, Hacha Salto, y el agua de rojo. Come en La Churuata Restaurante. La comida es bien, pero poco caliente. Llegue a Tapuya Hotel a dormir.

The bus from Santa Marta for some reason stopped after just 40 minutes at a truck stop for a little over an hour, presumably so our over sized driver could get his fill, before heading to the border. Despite what we had heard the crossing was suprisingly fast and straightforward. After stamping out of Colombia we changed a few US dollars into Bolivars with a man with a huge wad. He gave us 3 to the dollar, but we had been told that between 3 and 4 ...

After our brief detour to the Galapagos Islands - which were amazing - it was back to mainland South America, and a far less comfortable kind of travelling. Starting with an overnight bus to Quito, where Dan and Dave were told they couldn't take their bags on board because they posed a security threat. After a bit of complaining and a quick search of both bag and body they were eventually ...

So... arrived to Ciudad Bolivar, wet, tired and no clean clothes. After getting a lift from Almar's cousin to the terminal to buy our tickets for Maracaibo, he dropped us off at a mall to get something to eat. 6 hours later we finally got on our bus for our first long haul bus ride so far. It would leave at 9pm, and take us most of the width of the country for 18hours finally arriving around 5pm the next day. Naturally we were stuck in front of the noisest ...

... did it hae no suspension, its seats were barely bolted in and rippe apart, only half the windows were in and the ones that were, were broken and cracked. I would say the bus would be 50 years old! And im not being sarcastic, I really did enjoy the experience, im doing the type of travel that I have been longing for!! Every 15 minutes we would have to stop to let the Venezuelan military on, and as usual they would see white faces in the back and ...

This was my first visit to Venezuela in ten years. My aunt Carol was getting married so my parents allowed me to go. Venezuela isn't exactly that safe anymore, especially for "tourists." I got to spend time with my family which was absolutely awesome.<br><br>My aunts wedding was absolutely amazing. Words cannot describe how gorgeous everything was. As soon as I can, I will upload pictures because that's the only way to get the full effect.<br>

... What to say about Maracaibo ? Nada, in fact... I worked again... Delys and I choosed to do it quickly to have time together... ... Just one thing... For the same room price of the Maruma Hotel, go to Aladdin... yes, it's a motel, but a faboulus place... trust me

... choosing) happened'. For some reason I took some photos, all of which I have reproduced here. The writing is an embittered complaint about how Maracaibo's oil wealth causes the city to have a severe water shortage. The fountains give a different suggestion as to why the city might be short of water. I dont know or care what the other one is doing there. So anyway, I then found someone I like even more than my friend at the immigration office in Santa Marta. His ...

... For now, I plan to continue teaching english and just enjoy my time here. Despite the bad press, this place is awesome and slowly replacing Guatemala and Nicaragua as my favorite countries. Semana Santa.. the week before Easter... is next week and I will be on vacation from work as everything shuts down for the holiday. I am planning to go somewhere with local friends but right now no one can decide what to do. That´s all from here......