We borded con ferry to Ise De Magarita at 6 and left by 7 it was a big ferry and we watched some South Park on Robs laptop. We got a taxi to the hostel. And ate lunch in a restaurant the fresh fish was good. Michael the Irish owner of the other hostel gave us a bit of a lowdown on Venezuela. We went to the beach and chatted to some kids and Chilean guy. For dinner we had seafood paella and Jo got weed off the owner. Smoked in the room and Rob had his arse hash!

We walked around the small area around the hostel. It seamed some locals were in holiday as there was a small beach BBQ and music. We followed the Venezuelan way and ate breakfast at the pandareia coffee and a packed omelette with loads filling. At the hostel a guy called rob was there who was moving out of Venezuela like us then I spoke to the hostel guy and looked a little more into it and thought we should check out the country a bit more so decided to check o...

Flight day Dad dropped me to Jo's house and her cousin and brother dropped us to Gatwick where Vikki was waiting. We had about half hour before boarding and Air Europa the d*** said se couldn't get on the flight without an outward ticket so we frantically searched and ended up having to buy a flight to Trinidad for £141 where the woman said we would get half the money back for. We made the flight that was already a bit delayed to leave at 9.55am and arrive Mad...