Coro - Casa Tun Tun

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  Coro, Northwest Venezuela, Venezuela
Saturday, June 21, 2008

Writing this from Coro, which is further west along the coast, in the "falcon state". Its bigger and busier than Puerto Colombia and supposed to be good for walking and visits to the sand dunes. Hopefully tomorrow we will go off on "el camino español" which is supposed to be a really nice breezy 3 hour walk throught the country side.

We arrived here very early yesterday morning (4.30 am!) after taking a night bus from Maracay. The night buses are comfy but get very cold as they pump up the a.c., so we wrapped up in sleeping bags and jumpers and were snug as two bugs in rugs sitting in a warm room drinking cocoa (i.e. a bit too warm, but we bugs don´t complain). we then got a taxi to our hostel, in the old, colonial part of town, called Casa Tun Tun. Casa Tun Tun is the sort of place you could imagine a really pretentious and "arty" film might be set about travelers going to find themselves

Caves

. (Aside: finding yourself is not something to be underestimated: Imo and I fully intend to do it while we are here, but reckon its something you can´t do without a) a suntan, b) a suitable number of "travellery bracelets" and c) dirty feet.)

Anyhow, its run by a french woman and there are lots of frenchies staying here so I´m finding I´m speaking about as much french as Spanish at the moment. Speaking of speaking spanish (hoho), i´m also trying to work on loosing my european spanish accent which makes everyone here laugh at me. Today, I´m exploring the town a bit. I did look for postcards to send but they dont seem to sell them anywhere here (but gioia, i promise as soon as i find some you will be first on my list. though how could you not be after the number of reminders written in your travel journal!?). Other than that, theres lots of lying in hammocks to be done, books to read and "found" people to talk to. We know that they are "found" becuase they have long hair, VERY dirty feet and sit around making beaded bracelets and weaving stuff. I think we may end up getting a bit "stuck" here. The pace of life is so relaxed that there´s no pressure to make any plans for leaving anytime soon. Though having said that there is a very annoying girl next door to us in the hostel, who clearly thinks that she has found herself (she hasn´t) so our ETD may depend on her. On the plus side, she´s a runner, so Imo has a running partner who doesnt hold her back as much as I do

Cave

. But annoying girl next door (AGND) is clearly not as fast as Imo which makes me happy. 

Hope everything is good en angleterre/bruxelles, missing everyone lots
BBBB dad

Penny
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I am being spectacularly rubbish at keeping up with Penny on the blogs so have decided to do a bit of catching up!  As Penny said we arrived in Coro bus terminal at 4.30am after a 7 hour ´night´ bus.  We had heard that the buses here are really good but I think possibly we are both a little short for the seats and slip down off them so that our heads can no longer rest on the head-resty bits which makes them rather uncomfortable.  As a result neither of us slept particularly well and when, after sitting in the bus station talking to two friendly teachers for two hours, we arrived at Casa Tun Tun were both a bit tired.  We spent the day looking around the fairly pleasant town, reading in hammocks and eating crackers with strawberry jam (have yet to work out how the shop system works - you seem to have to go to lots of different places to get all the different things you want, and when you don´t really know your way around and in my case, don´t speak spanish, this can be quite difficult)

Iguana: the most exciting thing in coro

.  I did also go for a 'run' with the AGND which was quite nice though she just kept on going on about her Argentinian boyfriend and how hungover she was.  Also when asked how long she´s been in South America she says things like 'oh i´ve lost track of time here, must be about 6 weeks now' (a sure sign that she thinks she´s found herself and an equally sure sign that she is mistaken. Her feet are also spotless, unlike those of the bracelet weaving frenchmen).

Despite all this, the next day I set of with the AGND and her friend on the Spanish walk, an hours 'por pueosto' ride away up a very winding road.  The walk was really nice, through the jungle and then out into orange groves (apparently, though I didn´t notice any oranges), arriving at a nice town where we got another por puesto home.  The scenery was beautiful and there were some amazing caves to be visited en route but unfortunately the other two girls were both hungover again and I was also feeling a little unwell (mostly because of the ride up there I think), also it started raining in a big way after about 30minutes, which I quite enjoyed but the other did not, and it made the paths quite slippery.  Turned out the friend (Vicky) also hated walking (not really sure why she came then...) and walked at the speed of a snail, worried that she was going to fall over with every step which was a little frustrating.  

We´re not really sure how much there is to do in Coro (or how you go about doing it) but Casa Tun Tun is so nice, the people so friendly and the hammocks so comfy that at the moment we´re perfectly happy to spend lots of time lying around reading (I reckon a certain amount of lying around is a neccessary part of finding yourself anyway...).

Missing everyone of course. Lots of love, imo xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

 

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