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Francisco also has an aunt and sisters in Cumana ... maybe give us a hand ... (the story of her aunt and sister was not very clear ... then turns to its complication later in the trip ...) Meanwhile I

I trawled the park guide. Prmettere seems fine. There are dozens of beaches, you can reach all with spears, but desperate times, we expect a full house and spears could be packed, one is thrown in one of the beaches along the road as Playa Colorada, or ARAP .. In short we have several escape routes. The guide also tells of other small towns ... like Santa Fe, where there is a hostel for young backpackers ... (I think that's cool ... then I explain that if you go to Santa Fe you're lucky if you come out in their underwear ... it's easy to be robbed or more ...)

the list of things to do at the back there is writing a letter to the lonely planet through prayer to quickly review advice on accommodation for viaggiaatori DIY here in Venezuela ...

Ques'anno there were several bridges, and this is the last until the Christmas holidays. This time (October 12) celebrating Christopher Columbus (¡?!) .. nonstante here all the statues depicting cristoforino be torn down by vandals with the mockery of the authorities but have not the slightest intention of putting them back in place. Colombo has not yet officially demonized as a figure ... but soon Simon Bolivar prendereá also its place. On Saturday comes and we are ready.
Antonio at noon and let us run the first stage is the home of Nabil, to change it and eat something before leaving. About two o'clock, we meet Francisco and the girl who is already the second third beer ... a house load of empty bottles of beer (to save on cash will buy a bit) and set off. In this country every type of celebration, rest, holiday, evening, and divided by the number of beers that are drunk ...

We start off with a delay (to reach Cumana cmq it takes at least 5 hours) and after a quarter of '... now we are already shut down the beer did affect Francisco and the girl .. but happy for them to buy two beers and two for me and Nabil

... The journey is long but enjoyable. We walk the streets not too shabby (except for a stretch suicide of 10 km with whole pieces of the road caved to the rains) running through green pastures and timeless villages, where young people sit on benches on either side of the road at the speed bumps (the Himalayas are not marked in the middle of the road needed to have no demographic breakdowns in these villages that nascnon along the way) to see the cars that are likely to fall over ... good job ... (since Nabil told me with tears in his eyes that even in his country there is such an activity ... the children take a big stone, put it in a plastic bag big enough disguise it and place it in the street ... quiet and happy on the driver notices the envelope ... thinks, "is an envelope ... and passes over them unaware of having to replace, if things go well, oil pan and more ... another beautiful job ... ps if you go in Morocco warned ...)

After four or five well-planned stops (in which incredibly was done in turn to pee, never two at a time) and two refueling stops (during which obvious, you can not do pee ...) we arrive at the destination at 21.00 ... ... ... Cumana find where to sleep?

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A well-organized a trip

The idea was to leave for three days and go down south to the state Amazonia ... Anthony had suggested we get to Puerto Ayacucho, sleep there and Sunday morning looking for some activities on the shore of the High Orinoco.

Puerto Ayacucho is a pretty little town recently. It rises on the right bank of the Orinoco in so far as the river forms the boundary between Venezuela and Colombia. The fact is that only in the last fifty years have built the road coming from the north to the deep south. Even today, the road ends there, and there are only trees and forests. The guide says that even large tracts of the mountain range to the south of Venezuela have never been visited in the world ... I did not think there are still unexplored areas ...

We were quite excited ... only can go rafting on the river in the engine, in Puerto Ayacucho there la possibilitá di mangiare carne di tapiro e di altri animali inusuali. Il problema é che come tutti i fin de semana largo, i ponti, i venezuelani escono dalle loro case e si riversano nelle poche pensioni disponibili in questi luoghi, turistici, ma neanche tanto. Andiamo a cercare tra le conoscenze di Antonio e su internet se c’é qualcuno che ci puó ospitare…ma niente.

Secondo problema, per arrivare a puerto Ayacucho servono 10 ore almeno, di macchina… niente male. E partire a mezzogiorno con la prospettiva di dover attraversare l’Orinoco su una chiatta di notte non è il massimo… Piano piano il progetto amazonia sfumava senza riserve…

Allora ci buttiamo sull’occidente, Nabil ... and I go to see the Choir, colonial town, a former second capital of Venezuela Caracas, Sunday and let's see a desert area with a lot of high sand dunes (from Google Earth really looks pristine desert) and then we throw ourselves on the Peninsula, I do not remember the name, where there are expanses of cactus, surfing beaches and a lighthouse with a left to reach off-road track ...

If you add that to the handful Francisco with his girlfriend ... he was a choir and says, "a nice town, an hour and a half and go home ..." and then "the desert? Okay you've seen in Europe to force the desert ... " and I "... ...", And he said "ah, in Europe there are deserts?" And I again: ".... .... "
program changed again, hopefully for the last time as they are 8 pm the previous day ... So is decided. We go to the National Park Mochima. Eastern Venezuela, the national park islands "pristine" along the road to Cumana.