Ciudad Bolivar

Blogging is hard

Posada Don Carlos  

I want you to get a feeling of my world, but the posts from Río Caura have become more like articles than actual blog entries. That might be okay if I was writing for a newspaper, but it is not the best way of communicating experiences on the internet, and I would really like to express myself more straightforward. I have a way of editing until everything it gets all nice and polished, – without real edge and personality.

I am sure it would work better, if I was able to say “Okay, so what’s on my mind??!” Write now! Or record! Or slam a poem! Or Twitter! But it is difficult when the editor inside me always wants to cut and adjust.

So now I am sitting here in my Posada Don Carlos window writing this, and wondering what to do. If you have suggestions on how I can show you immediate, unpolished impressions of the world please let me know. What do you want to see and feel? My wet socks hanging outside in the sun? My morning bread on the plate? Hmm… 

Posedo Don Carlos

I have just arrived in Ciudad Bolivar by the river “Rio Orinoco” and checked into an old colonial villa in the historic city centre. Posedo Don Carlos. Enter this place and you are sent right back in the old world with enormous dark wooden doors, ancient furniture and a garden courtyard in the centre of the casa. They had no room available, but I could swing myself in one of the hammocks for 25 Bolivar (60 DKR.) All of this PLUS free hi speed internet and friendly staff. This is truly an amazing place 🙂

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It is now 10 pm and I bought myself a Venezuelan Brahma pilsner enjoying a quiet evening. Tomorrow I will try to book a sail on Río Caura, a ride around the wide open grassland of Grand Sabana or a hike to towering high Roraima.

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