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Our final full day was also on the beach. It was absolutely mental - Venezuelans bring what seems like their whole house to the beach and sit right at the water's edge, consuming vast quantities of beer and rum. Not bad! We also saw a massive iguana just chilling out above our heads.
On our final morning Carlos said we had to be out by 11 which was annoying as our bus to Mérida was not until 7pm. However once we returned from having breakfast/using ...
... for a while (and had been traveling around Europe).
Later, while having an Empanada for dinner, I met a young girl called Scarlett, daughter of the owner, studying and selling fresh fruit juices (in another village), really intelligent girl, having made lots of research on Venezuelan and European politics, history and culture - I was really impressed !
Went to sleep by midnight.
... of islands, islets, and cays (not sure what the difference is but thats what the brochure says). These picture perfect islands are fringed with white sand beaches and surrounded by coral reefs. So basically the thing to do here is go down in the morning to the dock with all your beach gear, snorkels, beers, coolers with lunch, etc and get together with some other people to fill a boat (the fare is per boat) and charter it out to go into the dozens of islands and find ...
Turns out that Lonely Planet and even all of the sources I found on the
internet were out of date regarding camping on Cayo Sombrero. The most
up-to-date information I found said that I needed to go to the
InParques office in Tucacas to get a camping permit. So I set off
(after finding their address on some random internet site) and was well
on my way when yet another random person came up to me and asked if I
needed a boat. I replied that yes, I did need ...
... chatty with us about her experiences in the US.
Once on the island we played in the turquoise water and walked in the powder white sand. I think we were the only non-Venezolano tourists. Some drummers started jamming at one point and all the beach goers made a circle and had a dance off of sorts. One man and one woman would be dancing and another guy/girl would eventually bump the original one out and take over ...