Beginning the trip with a nightly fever and feeling like a dirty dishrag, I was in no condition to travel. Having only two weeks left in my year and a half stay in Venezuela, however, I was determined to see a little more of the country I had mistakenly called Caracas more often than not. I consulted with an old travel guide for, say, thirty minutes and…
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