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January 22, 2006
Caracas, Venezuela (still have little love for this town)
Leaving the party at my house right as it was getting good, megan and her rob driving us to the airport, waiting in line, lucking out once we finally got on the plane to have the 2 seats next to me vacant, sleeping until el salvador, transfering airplanes and sleeping again, waking up in Costa Rica, james wanting to smoke and not having time, reading my book about the cold war and post nuclear apocalypse on the plane, landing in venezuela.
on exiting the airport, recognizing the smell of s. america again. ending up with a ton of other activists here for the same reason, getting herded around until finally getting on a bus. the normal 30 minute drive into caracas replaced by a 3 hour detour because a bridge was out. sleeping with my head against the window again. registering for the youth camp, while talking to a spaniard from the basque country and a mexico city woman at the same time. getting to the youth camp, meeting some good folks, and then bedding down, only to be awoken by rain. sleeping in the firefighter tent until 6 am, and then being kicked out. sleeping under a park bench shelter until 10 ,and still waking up groggy and achy. waiting 2 hours to catch a bus into caracas proper. Finding that all of the hostels are full, and realizing that the youth camp is our only option, albeit not a bad one, except for no showers. finally getting food and 2 graceful beers. trying to decide whether to go to the coast tonight. trying to like this country.
Posted by bendan at January 22, 2006 11:35 AM
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