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Curious what backpackers do in Venezuela? Discover travel destinations all over the world of travelers writing a travel blog on FindPenguins.

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  • Today I arrived in the capital of Venezuela. An hour with a non-licensed non-English-speaking taxi driver tested my Spanish, but we had some good (broken) conversations and laughs. It was reassuring to hear how bad the current situation is in Venezuela, and how Caracas is not safe for tourists, there's violence, hunger and the police are corrupt....
    Anyway, I arrived safely at Joel's place, a northern English Couchsurfing host who's been here a few years. He's a really cool guy, I was greeted with beers and I met a couple of his friends as we went out for some (amazing) local food. His flat, in the centre of Los Palos Grandes, is high up and offers some pretty cool views...
    If you were to carry 200 of the highest denomination banknotes in Europe, you'd be carrying €20,000. In Venezuela, you've got about a fiver.
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  • Today I managed to get out and see and experience a lot more of the city. Early morning Joel managed to get some money for me and Sergio before going to work. Me and Serg then spent the whole day together! He took me round the city, on the subway, through the rough 'barrios', and to his appartment. I got a really good feel of life here for the locals, and could appreciate the constant struggle that Venezuelans face.
    Our highlight was taking the 'teleferico' cable car from the city to the top of Mount Avila. The incredible mountain separates Caracas from the Caribbean Sea, so you can imagine the views from the top were insane. We had some more local food at the top whilst taking in the views. I didnt take a phone or camera for fear of being robbed, and we got some dodgy buses to and from the cable car, as well as being hassled by various locals, and on entry i got charged ten times more for being a white European. So, I was constantly reminded of where I was...
    After the mountain we walked down the main commercial boulevard and through the city centre as the sun set. This was an experience in itself. The place was very busy and packed with people, desperate beggars, street sellers, and the corrupted police. I wouldn't feel safe if I was alone. It was around 7pm, and Sergio was explaining how everyone was rushing to get home, shops were closing, and the city disappears before it goes dark. After 7.30, you see no-one on the streets, the thriving city becomes a ghost town, thanks to its dreadful reputation at night. However, I can understand why; we saw an angry driver pull out a gun and point it down the street shouting in road rage, and this was earlier in broad daylight!
    Anyway, we arrived safely back at Joel's place after an amazing day together, and started the Friday night drinking before heading to Andrews house once again for a bit of a party. Rum, music, and Chinese takeaway saw us into the early hours and I had a great last night in Caracas.
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  • Another strange day in this crazy city...
    on Thursday I spent most of the day Hungover on the couch, drifting in and out of sleep, I felt terrible. Meanwhile Joel and everyone from the night before were somehow at work like normal!
    That afternoon Joel was told by the police that his bike had been recovered, so he drove down to the station to get it, but no bike. There was a mix-up and it was somewhere else, so Joel left only to find within the space of 5 minutes his car had been towed. A typical day in Caracas...
    Late that afternoon He picked me up and we went to the international school where they all work. I met his work friends, ex-wife and his lovely kids, Sid and Pearl. We looked around and had a kick-abount in the playground, before heading to an incredible steakhouse restaurant.. the food was amazing, and so cheap thanks to the exchange rate...
    After, we dropped the kids off and went to pick up a Venezuelan friend - Sergio. Long story short, Joel and Sergio met on the subway 2 years ago and have been friends ever since. Sergio is a young, educated, trilingual physiotherapist who was doing very well and lives in a nice place. However, thanks to the inflation and major problems in Venezuela, he has very few clients now, so no money or food, and he often goes hungry...
    Anyway he's a really cool guy, we bought him some food and he stayed with us in the flat. We chilled out and watched a hilarious film called Vacation. By the time it finished, my sides hurt...
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  • The last few days in Caracas have been a bit crazy to say the least...
    On Wednesday I went to the Parque Francisco de Miranda, a huge public park that felt like a jungle. I hired a peddle-boat on the lake and watched 3-foot long iguanas pace around the banks and jump in the water. Macaw Parrots are also common and easily spotted from their bright colours and loud sqwarks.
    The park also has animal enclosures, so I saw plenty of crocodile, monkeys, tropical birds and even a jaguar!
    Anyway whilst at the park, my host Joel got his motorbike stolen from outside the hospital. His minimal reacton told me this kind of stuff happens a lot... Late that afternoon I met up with Joel and 2 of his friends; Simon (a music producer from England), and Andrew (Funny Scottish teacher at Joel's School).
    We went on an interesting trip to the bank, where it turns out getting cash in this country is near impossible! From ATMs you can only withdraw around 3,000Bs (80p) as more will not fit out of the machine! So after a 2-hour wait and various procedures in the bank, we emerged with a ridiculous carrier-bag full of cash, worth only £20. We had intended to get ten times that amount but comedically wiped out the bank and come out with fuck all. Some saw the funny side, and I found it hilarious, but for the other 3 who live hear, a good long rant at Venezuela started, leaving me in stitches...
    That Night we had a bit of a party in Andrews flat, where I met several other people, English and Venezuelan, and got very drunk. Me and Joel ended up going to a local club at 3am to see other friends of his including American Laura and Canadian Kelly (her birthday). We stayed an hour or so and got back to the flat late, before heading to the rooftop to chill and look over the city night-scape with more rum. We must have got to bed close to 5am, and Joel was up for work at 7! What a hero, I don't know how he did it...
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  • El Valle" mit der Kirche,
    Hauptstadt „La Asuncion" und die Festung „Santa Rosa“,
    „Laguna de Restinga", dort halbstündige Bootsfahrt durch die imposanten Mangrovenwälder im Nationalpark,
    Halbinsel Macanao

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