VENEZUELA
Venezuela is not a popular destination for U.S.
citizens at this time, probably because of the large amount of
negative press about its current government. It didn’t exactly
help when televangelist Pat Robertson openly called for the
assassination of socialist President Hugo
Chavez. Generally, the rule for tourism is – the worse a
nation’s reputation, the fewer tourists visit. That most
likely explains why I have yet to run into one American
in this country. If you ignore
all of the political nonsense, this is a wonderful
country with incredibly nice people and a lot of sights to see.
Some facts about Venezuela (most lifted from Lonely Planet: Venezuela):
Pro and con on President Hugo Chavez: One of my taxi driver’s was a huge
supporter of President Chavez because “he is good for the workers
and students.” On the other hand, a university professor I met
said that he was tired of needing a police escort when walking
around at night and felt Chavez was partly to blame.
The taxi ride from the airport to Caracas wasn’t exactly a
welcoming experience. The trip took more than 2 ˝ hours – longer than the flight from Costa Rica. Even
my driver said he had never seen traffic that bad in his entire career. He had a
small television screen below the dashboard, and we watched a couple of programs as we crawled along.
Also on the taxi ride:
My hotel in the Sabana Grande neighborhood cost about US$20. Both
the police and my taxi driver warned me that it wasn’t a good place to
stay. Actually, they were wrong. It was a great place to stay, as long
as you never went outside at night. Robberies were taking place immediately in front of the hotel.
Caracas was a busy, exciting (albeit unsafe) place. Some interesting things:
New friends:
Ian was an English guy who recently lived in San Francisco. His trip got off to a bad start. He was bitten by a dog the day before he left the USA, his bank card wasn't working, and the airline lost his baggage. I did whatever I could to help him.
Jun ("june") was a really cool guy from Japan. He told me I was a professional traveler and appreciated my efforts communicating with all the locals. Not long ago, he traveled through Africa and said everyone was terrified of him because they had watched too many Bruce Lee movies. That strategy doesn't work so well in South America. He was robbed at gunpoint near a Caracas metro station on the first day of his trip.
DECEMBER 2005

Waterfall in La Gran Sabana, Southern Venezuela

Caracas: A man sells pants out of his truck near Blvd. Sabana Grande

CDs for sale on Blvd. Sabana Grande

Caracas: Coca Cola distributor

Don't Touch!

Caracas: Fast food chicken restaurant

A poor community consumes a hillside east of Caracas

Ciudad Bolivar, Venezuela

Hanging out at a cafe in Ciudad Bolivar, Venezuela

La Gran Sabana, Southern Venezuela

Bug spotted along a hiking trail

Building in an Indian community

What would be a good name for this mountain?