Hotel Urdaneta Merida

... the Spanish. A statue depicting these women can be found in the square closest to the teleferico and our posada. The people of the Andes are friendly and patient, and speak Spanish more clearly and slowly, much to our relief. The mountain valley is beautiful; the surrounding slopes are covered with cloud forests and two rivers run through the city. The city itself is one of the more attractive centres we have visited, with its one-way streets ...

Hello, Everyone Be for i start telling you about my adventure´s i just would like to thank everyone for there generosity and support over the last year, you have no idea hoe much that help me. i really wanted to do this for my self, how ever you definitely part of the reason i´m here. so thank you so much!!. I do apologize for my spelling but please bear with me here. O.K now the good stuff. I was very fortunate to get a lift ...

... 150 years ago. A bit quiet, but quite beautiful. We came back to town to enjoy a Saturday evening that doubled as Venezuelan Independence day (5th of July). We were all set on a night on the town before we discovered that to celebrate the nations independence the government had all shops closed and no liquor was to be sold. There was no Monday or Friday holiday either, so basically the government just stole a Saturday from the ...

... finding it tough going. I retired to bed early with a heap of extra blankets. After breakfast the next morning the jeep driver came by, and we began the long and very bumpy trip back to Merida. I impressed Mark by managing to sleep through some of the trip, holding my head upright despite the bouncing. I am getting incredibly good at sleeping on anything that moves, but it makes sightseeing drives, flights or boat rides a waste of time and money as I can't help but sleep.

... not suitable for the summit of Pico Bolivar but after our night on the freezing bus we were ready to face the elements. We were lucky enough to get in a cable-car full of Venezuelan students that were all clad in their matching Merida hats, scarves, gloves and coats and far too excited and spent the entire journey screaming! At the top we were like celebrities with people asking if they ...

16.10. 2007, utorok, cesta Puerto Colombia-Maracay-Merida   V utorok doobeda sme este polenosili na Playa Grande, ja som prisiel vo vlnach o potapacske okuliare, G stratila svoju oblubenu motorolu V3 a poobede sme nasadli na miestny autobus do Maracay. Vyborne je, ze atobus zastane hocikde, hned ako prejavite volu nastupit don (heh, nie ako na SK, kde vam sofer so skodoradostnym usmevom zavrie dvere pred nosom....)Takze sme nemuslei cakat na ...

... Sara and I were in the Bolivian jungle, our guide woke us up early to take us to the perfect spot to watch the sunrise. A group of us, just parked on the water, enjoying nature as we waited. It was peaceful, monkeys and birds stirred in the trees, our cameras were primed for amazing photos, when out of nowhere, another group´s boat entered the picture. We were all watching it, wondering just what their driver was doing ...

... meget ulaekkert. Om aftenen var vi i biografen... Mandag stod i Mountain bike tegn, det vil sige en shoppingdag for mit vedkomne. Om aftenen besoegte vi de 6 personer fra vores gruppe, som arbejder og bor i Merida i denne maaned. Tirsdag var min foerste adventuredag. Vi var ude og lave canyoning. Canyoning er rapelling i vandfald. En super fed oplevelse men ogsaa en vaad og kold oplevelse da vi vadede rundt i en flod og vandfald i 4 timers tid. Onsdag morgen tog ...

... how they managed to get that past Norris McWhirter, but they did have some fairly unusual ones like salmon, tuna and shrimp(!?) unsurprisingly looking untouched. Alas, the Viagra flavour was not on today, so I had rose and blackberry, very nice, Andrea had brandy and whisky (verdict - "yuk") and Adrian had some other fruity variety that I can´t remember. We strolled around town a while, drank some coffee, then bade Adrian farewell and caught the bus back to Caracas.