

Roraima, Venezuela
Here in venezuela the buses are freezing cold. They pump the air condition to full throttle for some seemingly arbitrary reason. So we arrived Santa Elena wednesday morning after a long cold night. First priority was to get some coffee and some of those venezuelan fried bread that is so good and so cheap and so not healthy. Picutre below:
Immediately we met Fransisco, a tour operator with his office right there on the bus terminal. While he was telling us ...