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 Madrid 1.20pm where we changed toward Caracas arriving at 7.20pm. The pegs survived the flight!!

Vik had read about dodgey people at the airport who would rob you and we didn't fancy our first day getting mugged so eventually got in an official taxi after exchanging some dollar for bolivar 7 to 1. We also read it is safer to stay by the airport and was a bit freaked when the driver was on his fone or near slums but we arrived at plazamar hostel who had rooms and thankful for getting there in one piece stayed the night.