Venezuela, 1996

Another solo adventure into Latin American lands.  I escaped the piled snow of New England and basked in the warmth of the gentle Caribbean waters.  I toured the high Andean villages, watched soaring condors over Mérida, rambled through colonial Coro and other coastal towns, and listened to the African rhythms of secluded Choroní, and avoided any mishaps in Caracas.   There were very few travelers; it was easy to interact with the locals.

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