7 in the morning by the sea in Chaguaramas outside Port of Spain. Wednesday. The ferry to Venezuela leaves from here at 9 and I finally have the ticket in my hands. Yesterday I was here trying to buy it, the lady wouldn’t sell it unless I could present a ticket going out of Venezuela. No one way!
But… But… I had not decided that yet… Back in Port of Spain I got to the Internet, checked prices and decided to buy a ticket to Miami in 2½ week. Don’t know if I will travel more in the US – maybe – but it’s also the cheapest way to get to Europe or the Middle East. Whish will probably be next.
Anyway. The ticket-lady is happy now. I have checked in my luggage (along with maybe 20 other passengers (small boat) and shortly wee will take off.
