Caracas
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| first Venezuela beer |
We travelled by bus, por puesto, underground
and taxi to get to Caracas Airport the
day before Anita and James was due to arrive. We booked into a hotel close to
the airport and took the transfer to the airport the next day to meet Anita and
James.
We changed money on the black market and organized
bus tickets to Merida with the help of a new friend Luis, we met at the
airport.You hear only
about the crime in Venezuela and then you meet a guy like Luis that will drive
to a bus station late at night to pay for tickets for people he met today and
hope to get the money back when he delivers the tickets to them the next day.
We had a
few beers on the street and not so perfect paella at the restaurant of the
Catia Mar Hotel but a good start to the holiday with straight rum in the room
we were sharing.
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| Catimar paella |
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| plaza Bolivar |
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| hidden bar, not for the feint hearted |
We each
ordered a very big parrilla of pork, beef and chicken that is enough for two
people even by Namibian standards, we asked for doggy bags and had it on the 18
hrs bus trip to Merida
