lad has a bit of a nervous disposition and I think he is not so
confident at all this writing stuff. I told him off course that
very few of us are naturals and that it only comes with hard work
and trying but I'm sure he'll come around in due time.
I am writing this to you from a very northern country
in Central America, called Venezuela and we`ve been here for about
three and a half weeks now. Miss M will tell you about all the hassles
and red-tape we encountered, going across the border from Brazil
and all I can say it that it required all our patience not to get
upset about the delays and manana attitude.
had a stretch of about 430km ahead of us through what they call
the Gran Sabana and it was indeed an interesting experience with
some very unique landscapes. This part of Venezuela consists of
grasslands and flat mountains called Tepuis and we were also lucky
to have seen a number of waterfalls. It is an area that is vast,
empty and silent and some days we would travel for hours and see
absolutely nobody on the road (only the odd bus or taxi passing
M`s accommodation consisted of a mix of tent-sleeping and relatively
comfortable rooms and apart for a day here or there, she managed
to get at least one meal a day in most places. In Kama Meru she
was promised that a meal will be prepared (she stayed at a type
of tourist place where they offer rustic bungalow rooms and a restaurant
to fill the tummies) but at 9pm that night was informed that only
rice will be served due to unforeseen circumstances!!
arrived one day after about a 35km ride at a Military base called
Luepa and instead of reporting to the control point, Miss M simply
walked into the area with us. We were lucky not to have got a bullet
in the head as a very distressed man in uniform (and huge gun) informed
her very seriously that we had entered a prohibited area and need
to go back to the main road, immediately. Fortunately for us, this
little incident didn`t completely ruin relations and we ended up
spending two days there as Miss M had to travel some distance in
a bus to get us new shoes.
is not very happy about the fact that for most of the way we had
to go on the tarmac road (there is no suitable space on the side)
and apart from it ruining our shoes, she knows the hard surface
is not good for our legs and joints. Due to this we do rest quite
a lot but we would be delighted it we can have dirt road and softer
surfaces again. We might just have luck as the stretch from Puerto
Ordaz (where we are at the moment) to Puerto La Cruz in the north
of Venezuela, is highway with a big grass bit in the middle (in
most parts we were told anyway), so hopefully we'd be able to do
our trotting there.
been very lucky to have met lovely friendly people in the Gran Sabana
who told us to contact them when we get to Puerto Daz (also called
Ciudad Guayana). Melissa, Leman and their aunt Blanca were truly
fascinated by our trip and we were delighted to meet up with them
again. They organized for Miss M to stay with friends of theirs
in the apartment block next door and we got a safe spot at the front
of the apartments, inside a big parking lot.
Miss M`s had received a lot of hospitality from Monica, her 16-year
old daughter Fallon and Michael, the 12-year old son who loved us
and who came down with Miss M every time we needed feeding, fresh
water or just simply a check-up.
Bolivar is about 95km from here and we were told that it is one
of the hottest parts in this region (and we are suffering already!).
Unfortunately it is also very dry at the moment so I imagine the
next stretch will be quite difficult.
Fein desperately wants to be mentioned in this mail, so there you
go my friend, I`ve done it! I´m sorry, that`s very cruel!!!
Well, Tu Fein turned out to be a sensitive and hardworking companion.
He knows I miss Tusa a lot but he is really trying his best and
the bites I got in the first few days are something of the past
now. I was quite amazed at his resistance when he fell into the
water one day where he got stuck in the mud up to his neck and after
some drama to get him out, he started to chew on the grass straight
away, completely unfaced at what had just happened!!
I had said earlier, he is a bit edgy at times and I think also a
bit distrustful. He wouldn`t for example take food from Miss M (although
he is dying to get his teeth into it! I can never have such self-control)
and he would look at the carrot or piece of sweet fruit in her hand
as it if has poison on it, turning his head away with a frow of
suspicion on his face. It is only when she puts the food on the
ground that we would eagerly grab it and gobble it up!! Some men
are indeed very strange
So, it is goodbye for now my friends. Until we talk
Marianne an email >