Caridad’s Diary

Ever since I left Caracas, 4 years ago, I’ve wanted to be in contact with the earth & plants. I wanted to grow my food & breathe cleaner air.

I was surprised just like everyone else to see videos of Cubans in the streets to demand their rights for the first time in over 60 years.

The whole country is a disaster, but life outside out of Caracas is beyond the third world in terms of faltering basic essential services.

How to explain that the minimum wage in a country is one dollar a month and that it’s been like this for several years? How do people get by?

In spite of what everybody knows is just a farse: elections will be held in Venezuela on December 6th. Yes my readers the circus is coming…

Historically there are different repressive groups in Venezuela. Nicolas Maduro’s government formed its own repressive group: the FAES.

To live in Venezuela without falling ill with hatred, you have to have great willpower, and a Cuban degree in that ability doesn’t hurt.

While the world seems to be dancing like a dog with lice: feet up in the air and wriggling against the floor, I finished writing a book.

Those who know Havana would never believe that a spokesperson would wake them up with the news of the annihilation of a mercenary invasion.