 
    Sunset for full moon sail 
    Los Testigos 
    
    
    
      
    Sunrise & Prism on right 
      
    
    
    
      
    Steve's birthday party      L to 
    R:  Ed & Dorothy (Prism), Tim (Merlin), Bob (silly), Steve, Susan 
    (Sunrise) 
    
    
    
      
    The boys looking buff ! 
      
      
    
    
    
      
    
    
    Getting ready for the "green flash" 
    TOP OF THE ISLAND  
    Our 4 boats next to small island 
    
      
    Tim 
    
    
    
      
    Fifi, our guide, at the top (talk about sun damaged 
    skin !!!!)  
    
    
    
      
    Thousands of lobster traps made here; Fifi in foreground 
    digging for crabs 
    
    
    
      
     
    Sailing from Los Testigos (in background) to Margarita.  L to R: Prism and Sunrise flying 
    spinnakers, Merlin 
    
    Margarita 
    
    
      
    Porlamar: big city with many vacancies 
    
    
    
      
    The cruisers' hangout at Jak's Restaurant/Bar - cheap, but 
    excellent food 
    
    
    
      
    Bob, Susan, Deb at Jak's Happy Hour dressed up for a nice 
    dinner out at ... 
    
    
    
      
    
    ... The Dolphin for Pasta Fiesta, a platter of 5 delicious 
    pasta dishes ... 
    
    
      
    ... and dessert at French pasteleria 
    
    
        
    Rabbit Market 
      
    
    
      
    Porlamar in foreground, mainland in 
    background 
    
    
      
    Virgin of the Valley, patron saint of sailors 
      
    
    
       
    Fisherman holding up just caught  octopus;  
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    VENEZUELA, OUTER ISLANDS, (South 
    America) OCTOBER 5 - NOVEMBER 24, 2003 :  We left 
    Grenada at 5:00 in the evening for an 80 mile overnight sail southwest to 
    Venezuela.  We traveled with 3 other boats (Sunrise (Bob & Susan), 
    Merlin (Tim), and Prism (Ed & Dorothy)).  We have a very nice full moon 
    sail, 10-15 knot winds, beam/broad reaching, and light seas.  What more 
    could you want?  We arrive in Los Testigos, Venezuela mid 
    morning. Los Testigos are several very remote and 
    rather small islands located northeast of the mainland that are nice and 
    quite picturesque.  About 160 fisherman live here.  That's it.  
    Nothing else is here - no stores, no roads or cars, no boat boys, no ice or beer, and no 
    garbage dumping.  Couldn't spend a buck if you wanted to.  Being 
    only 80 miles away from Grenada, there is much contrast:  Grenada with 
    it's mountainous terrain and lush rain forest, high clouds and daily rain, 
    hotter-than-usual weather;  Los Testigos, arid, less humidity, pleasant, 
    steady cooling breeze (actually covered up with a sheet at night).  All 
    in all, similar to Tobago Cays at first blush.  Our first anchorage is 
    just off of a very narrow cut between 2 small islands, with white beaches on 
    either side and light turquoise waters.  Thousands of frigate birds 
    riding the rising air currents and thousands of fish congregating in the 
    shadows of our boats.  Snorkeling is a must each day to a different 
    spot.   
    The seven of us celebrated Steve's 
    55th birthday with a BBQ / 
    potluck dinner on the beach.  The close friendships that we make while 
    cruising are invaluable.  That afternoon, Susan had collected 
    dozens of periwinkles (we think that's what they're called) while snorkeling 
    - small conical-shaped shells.  She steamed them in white wine and 
    served them with butter/lemon/garlic dipping sauce, using a small fork to 
    pull the escargot-type critter out.  They were very tasty and quite a 
    nice treat.  This was truly a great birthday, because 
    about 15 years ago Steve set the goal that by this birthday he would be 
    cruising:  He reached this goal 7 months in advance!!   
     
    As remote as we are, American cultural influences still 
    are obvious:  We tuned into an English-speaking radio station out of 
    Margarita and immediately heard "My Ding-a-Ling" playing (that sure brought 
    back memories).  This was followed by Moody Blues' Nights in White 
    Satin, English then Spanish version.  Other selections included Chubby 
    Checkers, Dinah Shore (Burt's old flame), Andy Williams, and the later 
    evening hours thankfully blessed us with  good ole' classic rock.  
    That was the same day/night Deborah (first caffeine high in many months) decided 
    to RE-learn Spanish and the stars in the sky and celestial navigation.  
    Whew!  OK, this is a great place to get some of that stuff out and 
    start playing with it, including the sextant Deborah received for her 
    birthday a while back. 
    One more big happening here:  
    Deborah saw her first ever "green flash" - actually, we saw 3 here.  
    The "green flash" is a natural phenomenon where as the very last bit of the sunset disappears below 
    the horizon, the light beams are refracted (may not be stated technically 
    correct) and a green flash of light is emitted.  A clear horizon is 
    necessary, i.e., no land or clouds in the way.  If you stand up quickly 
    you can see it again; and I have been told you can see it at sunrise, but it 
    is difficult because you have to be looking at just the right spot to see 
    the green flash. 
    We moved to a new anchorage on the south side 
    of Los Testigos Grande.  One 
    day we hiked to the very top of the island - a challenging, and hot pursuit, 
    with a great 360 degree view as our reward.  Fifi, the local hairless 
    dog with a good personality was our guide as the path is not well marked. 
       
      
    The next day we ventured to the sand dunes:  a very 
    steep, but short, struggle up the dunes, then cross over to the secluded 
    (heck, everything is secluded here at Lost Testigos) east side of the 
    island.  We skinny dipped on our own gorgeous, private beach.  
    (Interestingly enough, Venezolanos, do not support toplessness or nudism, 
    although they think nothing of routinely sporting itty bitty thongs and 
    voluptuous tops - even by those who really shouldn't.)   The trip 
    back down the dunes was fun - you just pretend you're in about 1 foot of 
    snow and "run" down the steep slope, stepping lively!    
    
      
    
      
    
    
    
     
     L to R: Tim, Dorothy, Steve, Ed, Susan, Deb 
      
      
      
    
     
     
    We leave early in the morning and sail to
     Porlamar on 
    the Island of Margarita, Venezuela 
    (go 
    back to page 12, Dec. 2004).  Margarita is a large island 
    north of the mainland.   Although part of it is mountainous, it does not 
    get much rain so most of it is dry.  Porlamar is a large city, European 
    in some respects, in fact, the most sophisticated that we have seen since 
    the States.  The more affluent Venezolanos come here from the mainland 
    for the weekend or to holiday, and to shop (many things are duty free in 
    Margarita, including wine, electronics, watches), much the same way people from 
    Mexico City come to Houston's Galleria to shop.  There is a "Rodeo 
    Drive" here with upscale shops (Calvin Klein, Versace, Oscar del Renta, 
    etc.), and large malls that rival those of Houston.  The grocery stores 
    and delis are very well stocked, reminding me of Central Market and Rice 
    Epicurian in Houston.   
    Although Porlamar seems like a bustling city to us, locals 
    say that it isn't anything like it was 5 or 10 years ago.  Many shops 
    and shopping centers have closed.  The city's skyline has numerous 
    large office/apartment/condominium buildings scattered around.  
    However, many of these are unoccupied, or have NEVER EVER been occupied.  
    Venezuelan business practices:  Get a bank to finance a commercial 
    project; first partner to abscond with the money wins; other partners lose; 
    and building sits there under construction or unoccupied for years and 
    years.  Seriously.  Venezuela has also fallen upon poor economic 
    times, and major political turmoil under Chavez's corrupt party is taking 
    it's toll as elections are coming up.       
    Good news for American cruisers is that the US$ goes a 
    very long way here so everything is VERY cheap and a perfect place to 
    provision.  Furthermore, Margarita is duty free, as opposed to the 
    mainland, which is an added bonus on certain purchases.  The official exchange rate is Bolivars (Bs) 1,600 = US$ 1.  
    However, Venezolanos want US dollars so badly that we get Bs 2,500 = US$ 1.  
    We have even written personal checks (with no identification) 
    on our US$ account to pay for larger purchases, as many merchants hold US$ 
    accounts as they are limited in the amount of local currency they can take 
    out of the country.  Incidentally, we are on a cash-only basis here as 
    credit card fraud is widespread.   
    So let me do the math for you.  The local Polar beer 
    (good stuff) is 
    $0.13 each, or $3.12 a case, slightly more at a fine restaurant.  
    Rum $2/bottle.  Phone calls are $0.04 a minute to the US (elsewhere in 
    the Caribbean we had been paying up to $5/minute).  Internet service is 
    $.32/hour.  Diesel $0.22/gallon.  Taxi ride is $1.00.  His 
    wash/haircut $3; her wash/haircut $5, both as good as anywhere else.  
    Venezuela is known for their excellent beef - really thick, tender and tasty 
    filet mignons cost about $0.40.  We'll be stocking our freezer full 
    before leaving here!  Laundry service is $1.60/load for wash/dry/fold.  
    A big, tasty meal out for the 2 of us with drinks/wine may cost  $6 - 
    $12 total.  Unbelievable!  While here we celebrated our wedding 
    anniversary with a lobster dinner that was excellent (now that did cost a 
    few bucks more).     
    Exploring Porlamar means checking out the shopping from 
    large modern day malls to the Pedestrian Plaza to the Mercado Conejo (Rabbit Market), where you can 
    bargain for clothing, shoes and miscellaneous throughout the couple hundred 
    stalls.  Once again, we wonder how anybody can make a living at this, 
    as you see the exact same stuff from one stall to the next.  And where 
    else can you pick up Victoria's Secret lotions or Adidas shorts or Nike 
    shoes for $3?  You can bet they're  knockoffs, although they look 
    real for the most part.  I did see at the big mall a CD of Yanni - on the 
    front cover it said "Yannie" with his picture, but the spine and back said "Yanni"!  
    Hmmm.  You can buy pirated CDs all over the place down here for a 
    buck or two, selection limited however.  Lunch while browsing might be
    perros calientes (hot dogs), hamburguesas, or empanadas 
    (baby shark is excellent) from a sidewalk vendor's cart.  Take in a 
    movie (recent releases) in air conditioned stadium seating comfort -  movies are in English with Spanish subtitles.   
    Several 
    Sundays have been spent at the breezy beach under the many shady palm trees 
    eating really delicious grilled whole fish ($2.80), drinking beer ($0.13) 
    and playing dominoes (free) (jump 
    down to pictures).  Or, at the other beach under thatched 
    roofs eating raw oysters on the half shell, fresh ceviche and empanadas, all 
    just a dinghy ride away. 
    Stop at Telcel to make a phone call.  Bell South 
    spent a lot of money to upgrade Venezuela's phone system and it is totally 
    reliable and quite impressive.  All over the city in buildings, malls 
    or on the street are very efficient cabinas - multiple, private, air 
    conditioned phone stalls able to seat 2 people with a small desk and a read 
    out advising the caller of time and money spent by call and cumulative.  
    Very nice.  You pay an attendant with cash so no phone cards to fool 
    with.  As mentioned, there are several very nice grocery stores.  
    From the anchorage, there is a free bus service that takes cruisers to one 
    of the nicest/cheapest grocery stores + mall.  Groceries are boxed up, 
    numbered and loaded on the bus for you and then unloaded at the dock.  
    Makes provisioning very easy.  Diesel, gasoline and water are delivered 
    to boats by boat.  Once again, makes things very easy.  We are 
    getting really spoiled here, as most places don't have such convenient 
    services available.   
    Besides exploring the various parts of Porlamar, we toured 
    the island of Margarita including:  Virgin of the Valley (hundreds of 
    years ago a porcelain-looking wood carved Virgin Mary was washed out to sea 
    during a huge cyclone and later was found by local pearl divers floating at 
    sea without a nick, 
    and so has become the patron saint of sailors, with a shrine built for her 
    at the Basilica);  a few forts with great views;  several fishing 
    villages, including Juangriego (John the Greek, a shipwrecked Greek pirate);  
    a trip on a small but fast boat through the huge maze of tree-canopied 
    channels winding through the mangrove lagoon, each one marked with a sign 
    noting that channel's name, all having to do with love.  We saw small 
    orange starfish and seahorses clinging to the underwater branches.   
    On our tour we ran into a friend of our guide who invited 
    us to his house that night - an old, restored house, open air (no walls) on 
    2 sides opening to the beautifully landscaped and lit yard with a huge tree 
    whose roots spread upwards and outwards 6 feet.  Never would have 
    guessed from behind the wall on the street.  We were also invited to 
    the monthly full moon party in November which also happened to be the total 
    eclipse of the moon, hosted by a local high-end woodworker (boats and 
    houses) and his wife at their house.  Once again, a real treat seeing 
    their home that they built, which was all open air (remember, it doesn't 
    rain here much), with gorgeous woodwork throughout.  She, being very 
    artistic, has done so many unique touches to the house and lovely grounds.  
    It was a great time meeting many of their neighbors and other locals.     
     
    In Venezuela, we have celebrated 
    Steve's birthday, our anniversary, Halloween (costume party) and 
    Thanksgiving.  We have spent over 5 weeks here in Margarita, longer than 
    expected (imagine that).  As you can see by the lengthy account of our 
    stay, there are many good reasons cruisers favor this area.  We have 
    enjoyed our stay, and have found the people to be very nice and receptive of 
    us, not wanting anything ($) from us, as opposed to some of the Caribbean islands 
    where wanting hands are usually waiting.  It's a shame to leave now as 
    Deborah's Spanish has been progressing nicely.  We will spend 
    Thanksgiving here, as there is a large pot luck dinner party for cruisers 
    hosted at Jak's who supplies the turkeys.  We plan, contingent on 
    weather, taking off north by the weekend (11/29), possibly heading to St. 
    Martin/St. Barts for the Christmas holidays, but who knows where we'll end up ... 
    but we hope our family and friends will come and sail these French islands 
    and Guadeloupe and Martinique with us.  We also speak a little French!   
    Can you say "baguette et brie" or "bonjour"? 
      
      
    Cooling off after a long, hot day ... 
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    Merlin 
    Los Testigos 
    
    
    
      
    ARGO 
    
    
    
      
    Sampling (above) periwinkles (below) 
    
    
    
      
    
    
    
      
      
      
      
      
    SAND DUNES   
    Susan & Bob  
    Bob assisting with the redressing process  
    Like nomads finding our way home 
    
      
    
    
    
      
    Return trip down the dunes   
    Margarita 
    
    
      
    Porlamar's large anchorage; Arrow is Sunrise, ARGO behind   
    
      
    View from Jak's of city and nice dinghy dock 
    
    
      
    "Briefcase  men" selling local jewelry at Jak's 
      
    
    
      
    Workout facilities  on the beach. Memberships available.  
    Imagine the condition of the equipment in this environment?! 
      
      
    
    
      
    One of the many religious shrines - this one roadside 
    
    
      
    Temporary mud wall that is now permanent art 
      
      
      
      
      
    
    
      
    Picturesque fishing village 
    
    
       
    Mangrove lagoon: Canal of Kisses channel sign; starfish 
    
    
      
    View of Juangriego from fort, with Bob & Susan 
      
      
      
    
    
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