Venezuela briefly

Day 1

We arrive into Caracas airort we had been given four pices of paper to fill out on the plane for venezualen customs to check, we all felt gettin in to this one would be tricky, moments later our passports are stamped and we are through.
We wait for our baggage at the carossel. Sam is first to get his bag, but what's this? A wii controler placed in his bag?! dodgey.
We amediatly find the unofficial money swappers and sam gets a deal than anything the officials have to offer. we walk up into the food court of church's chickin, our lodgings for the night.

Day 2

Grabbled a hugely overpriced taxi to Caracas. bugger. when we arrived at the bus station we were told to hurry in not to stop and talk to any one.
Inside that bus station it was like Mosisely from Starwars, crazy busy.
Thanks to Sam's Spanish and sign reading abilities we were soon on our way to Maracay.
Maracay is a small disheveled city. we consulted the lonely planet and found a place to stay.
The blog was updated for the first time and then everyone snoozed, so much snoozing was done we slept past the the opening and closing times of the restaurants, on arrival back at the hotel very hungry a dodgey man walked out of our room.
Starved

Day 3

Grabbed a fancy bus to Puerto Colombia, what an awesome ride, stunning views out of every window plus the excitement of a crazy fast mountain road bus ride, fog horns used at every corner, HOOONK.
Ah this is more like it, relaxed and friendly greeting by a man with a huge machete, he relays the directions to Sam via blade.
We opt for the Colonial, nice rooms set around a courtyard , most plesant.

Day 4

We were up early for a 12k jungle walk, it was indeed a most jungley walk. apparently not as lush as it is in the wet season but it was still dense, green and bursting with life.
We stopped at the top of some waterfalls with a shrine to Mary and consumed luch which consisted of cheese cucumber bread and tomato and a whole heap of fruit.
Saw sugar factory bloody hard work that is, we then had a beer on our guides roof and went for a swim in the stream nearby.

Day 5

A beach day, not the cleanest beach in the world, what it lacked in cleanliness was more than made up by the views, on our right rolling mountains with cloud forests, on our left a huge steep green hill, behind us were coconut palms and in front was the warm blue green Caribbean.
must buy a higher spf cream, ouch.

Day 6

No colombian border crossing today, chris' bag was stolen from the room in a most daring and annoying fasion.

We were up early for the crossing and had all left our room, as i headed back to the room a man lept up the wall breaking off a tap, he did not seem to have anything so i was not too worried, it is now evidnt that while we were finding someone to deal with the water tap a second man entered and stole chris' bag, it contained his camera, mp3 player, books and diary. ger bugga.
chris and sam went to the police station, copliance is not expected.
compliance was granted all is well for insurance.