Posada Luz Caraballo
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... the door and grinning. Alan said some previous guests had done the same thing and some people were a bit negative about Alan, saying that they don't want veg but a school, better power etc... But we didn't get that vibe this time. After that we had dinner and an early night, ready for the lightning and sure enough, at about 11pm, there it was! Amazing. The sky was alive with at least 150 flashes a minute and Alan took some mint shots of our silhouettes against the ...
... we had to squeeze 4 of us into the back seat of the car - a bit too close for comfort!
Getting back, I relaxed before a late dinner at the hostel (specially prepared for the group as everything was closed for the elections). It was well worth the wait, spaghetti bolognese & garlic bread with a side of salad.
2 helpings later I headed back to bed & wrapped myself into a blanket to sleep - much cooler up ...
... who runs the B&B... retired early though. The torrential rain pelting through the little courtyard outside my bedroom was the perfect lullaby; although I didn't need one.
Wow, that wasn't as short as I intended but this is virtually my diary,
Tomorrow will be shorter, I promise,
ps. pics are on
The bus to Merida (a relaxed University town in the Andes) took a lot longer than exepcted (14hours in total!) and as it climbed higher towards the Andes the weather got wetter and the clouds lower. Eventually we arrived at Posada Yagrumo in the centre of Merida at about midday. As it was raining and the clouds were so low we couldn´t see the other side of the street, we decided to relax in the posada for the rest of the afternoon. That evening we went for a lovely meal ...
... the roof. It’s probably hard for someone to **** in a gold toilet seat to ever go back to your run of the mill white one.
The Venezuelan baseball league is a major offseason league for aspiring and on the cusp major leaguers, and it was in full effect while we were there so a few games were mandatory. We headed north to the city of Maracay to watch “Los Tigres” play the country favorite; Los Leones De Caracas. We really wanted to catch a game in ...