With my camera in hand, I approached the group of women and men on the dock. In all my life I’ve only seen one stingray or devil ray, however you might call it, nor had I ever seen such as massive quantity of marine life of any species. (15 photos)
Read MoreA little blond in shorts, a T-shirt and hiking spoke to me from the television screen the other day. She was on the National Geographic channel, which is supposed to be a little more serious than the rest of those that I occasionally have time to see on cable here in Caracas. I’ve read reports in the National Geographic Magazine that have seemed interesting. However this little blond was inviting us to go on a tour in Oklahoma.
Read MoreIt was one of those days I longed to walk down the foul smelling and semi-destroyed back streets of Old Havana. Someone suggested that we go see a Venezuelan friend of theirs. My response was “why not.”
Read MoreCubans usually try it with reluctance, but with voraciousness I’m continuing to appreciate Venezuelan cuisine, from the city and the country. This is because after going up and down the hills there’s nothing like a plate of kinchoncho (lazy bone bean stew), accompanied by two or three arepas. (11 photos)
Read MoreIt occurs in the metro or in minivans, the most widely used forms of public transportation in Caracas. Your standing up in the aisle or sitting and suddenly you hear a voice behind you saying, “Before anything else, good afternoon.” (12 photos)
Read MoreA Venezuelan friend, who unfortunately lives far from Caracas, sent me a cell phone that she didn’t use; she told me it was so I don’t keep walking around like a soldier without a rifle. (27 photos)
Read MoreRegardless of everything, there’s something that doesn’t cease to be contradictory: I find that despite the violence in the streets, I don’t sense violence from the people of Caracas. (8 photos)
Read MoreThe most amusing thing was a pack of little donkeys we saw on the trip along the peninsula in the State of Falcon. Never before had I seen wild donkeys; they were both distrustful and lovers of the sea that greets the most arid territory I’ve ever visited.
Read MoreI would have preferred to reach the summit along the footpath on the side of the mountains. I would have also given my who knows what to have shared that with my friends. We would have waved at the tourists from below, with our day packs strapped to our shoulders, and when reaching the highest peak we would have taken a detour to steer clear of the tourist center, with all its shops and its ice-skating rink. (25 photos)
Read MoreEaster week in Venezuela is quite different to what we Cubans are used to: everybody goes on vacation. Many of the businesses are closed —almost all of them— and the workers go to their homes or any other place they want to during these days made so hot by the lack of rain in the country. (22 photos)
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