Villa El Griego
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... called 'Peneros' to the sanctuary a marine ecosystem, which is very unusual. It was a perfect day, warm but not blazing sunshine, a comfortable heat. The little boat was surprisingly nifty going across the lagoon and slowed to a gentle pace to go down the canals, all the canals had names such as ………. Our boatman spoke no English but knew exactly where to find little treasures to share with us such as starfish ...
... walk on the beach
until pursued by some salesboy from a nearby establishment – don’t they realise
this sort of behaviour is only going to persuade me never to go!
Had a swim & found a convenient palm tree to dry off
under – Imagine these get snapped up pretty soon and then you have to fork out
for parasols or biminis, a strange concept I’ve not seen anywhere else ...
... Yaque you don’t need to go to Porlamar – take the public bus
that leaves on the hour (or slightly earlier!!), every hour during the day, to
the main highway(7 bsf) where you can get a collective minibus direct to
Juangriego terminal(10bsf). From there a collective taxi from stand 14,
labelled La Galera, will for 6 bsf get you to Hotel Patrick, though it is
actually not far and if you knew where you were ...
... being enough punters, that I would be
sad, so, as the beach here is probably as nice (though maybe more windy) as the
ones there, decided not to bother.
Checked out the not so supermarket that opens on a Monday –
didn’t even sell coffee!!!! But the beer was 3 for a dollar, so who cares about
The water was lovely and not too lumpy, despite the wind,
for swimming. Strolling from the hotel along the beach was more challenging as
... Trip Advisor – maybe they were before wifey died and things have been let go since, but the room was dirty, way overpriced, the fan like it's owner was barely operational and the fridge took off & climbed to 30,000 feet for about 5 mins every quarter hour!! Add to this curtains that don’t meet, the musty pillows and the owner stumbling in even drunker and hawking away, meant I did not sleep well and couldn’t wait to leave ...