Nh Krystal Laguna Villas & Resort Margarita Island

... to the island’s largest fort, more sensibly positioned this time. Playa El Agua has 4km of white sands and many kiosks, restaurants and, unfortunately, large number of peddlers selling all manner of thing. Their prize sales are strings of pearls – ‘real, honest gov’. The water here looked dirty and the surf full of green seaweed so we didn’t venture into it. Manzanillo is a beautiful and picturesque bay between the mountains ...

... strange slightly older German man who has been staying here for 8 months and still speaks no Spanish!

Before coming to Playa El Agua I was staying with Tita (Alejandro’s mother) at Playa Guacuco. I arrived there with James after a nice long bus/ferry journey from Caracas via Puerto La Cruz. The traffic in Caracas had been horrendous (for a change) and it was hit and miss for a while whether we’d make it to the bus station on ...

... I am so glad, it is imense!! (to follow).

My Spanish is coming along nicely. I was speaking with the cleaner of Tita in the morning of leaving and wanted her to slow down, so I did......."muy desayuno, por favor", she must think he is crazy asking for very breakfast! I will not forget now how to say "mas despacio"!!!! But this was fun tambien.

... Em um hotel com bebidas liberadas imaginem o que seria o primeiro dia! Uma bebedeira! Muitas tequilas no bar do Roberto no centro da piscina do hotel! Quase todos voltaram garotos para o quarto! Com exceção da Mari que deixaria a surpresa pra mais a frente na viagem. Todos os dias neste hotel foi assim. Piscina e bebidas pela manhã e jantares com bebidas pela noite. Tem um restaurante mexicano neste hotel que ...

... So basically, one gets on this board with a huge sail attached to it, and then has to pull up the sail and then sail off into the yonder without falling off. And then turn around. So I got the getting up bit down pretty quickly, but could not for the life of me turn around. I was completely that beginner who would be floundering around in the water while about 3 professional windsurfers roared by me at full speed, jumping up and down and ...

... being a major port between Colombia and the USA. I read an article recently accusing the US Drug Enforcement Agency (DEA) of actually supporting drug trafficking in Venezuela, and forming cartels of its own. Venezuela stopped cooperating with them because the USA were using the DEA as a pretence to infiltrate intelligence and to carry out espionage operations on the Chavez government. In fact, this topic of drugs is really interesting...and I will ...

... I left Isla de Margarita on a Friday, with a plane, because I had to get away, out of the country ASAP because of the voting about the new Hugo Chavez communist constitution - things were expected to get quite insane and borders to anywhere and everywhere closed.

So I opted for a 30 minutes taxi drive from Playa El Agua to Porlamar Airport, where I fortunately listened to my new German friend, Svenja, who I had met in the hotel's bar a few ...

... to the time difference, we´ve only made it to midnight once (Dad Keith will be amazed as we´re up by 9am every morning!!) Hopefully that´ll change soon. We´re spending our days chilling at our beach and watching the Margarita world go by, which is very slowly - good times! We´re thinking of you all - Mum Lorraine because there´s no tea on the Island, Dad Andy because there´s no buses, Em because ...

After another day at the beach in Catagena I headed out to what would be the longest day of the trip as I would spend 41 hours traveling to Margarita Island, Venezuela. Well if that doesn´t sound bad enough on the 24 hour bus ride from Cartagena to Caracas I was subjected to watching all 7 Police Academy movies --- in Spanish! I didn´t even know they made 7 of them. Somewhere around hour 12 of the trip and halfway through the PA ...

... C'est comme ça. Une de ces choses qu'on doit faire. Sans raison. Je me précipite dans ma chambre. Celle avec une jolie vue sur l'océan. Je saute dans mon maillot de bain. Celui dont je vous ai parlé ces deux derniers jours. Et me précipite sur la plage. Attention, ça glisse! L'escalier qui y descend, pas la plage. Gens de peu de foi! Ça y est. Mes orteils en éventails dans l'eau, je sais maintenant ce qu'était l'urgence. L'appel de la mer. Vous ne pouvez comprendre si ...