FRA MARGARITA
I 1992 rejste Lisa og jeg til Margarita… IN ENGLISH BELOW
Margarita er en ø nord for Venezuela, som blev beæret med vores besøg i hovedstaden, Porlamar, hvor vi boede på hotellet "Eagle Inn." Vi var der i 3 uger og tog ofte taxier rundt om på øen.
En af de mange ture gik nordpå, op til en National Park hvor vi lejede en båd med skipper, der sejlede os rundt i lagunen ud mod Atlanterhavet og her så vi blandt andet pelikaner og andre fugle på nært hold og fiskene svømmede i det klare vand rundt om båden. Det er bare livet det her!
En anden "oplevelse" var at købe benzin på øen. Kun 60 øre literen! Ikke så mærkeligt, der er så mange gamle og store biler her, hvoraf mange var Amerikanske flydere. Selv taxier er store og vi kører ofte rundt i en stor Amerikanerdyt med rødt velour indtræk. For at køre os rundt i en hel dag, herunder også besøget i National Parken, blev regningen kun omkring 80 kroner. Så mon ikke lige man har råd til det? Bare luksus!
Vi lejede også en bil for og kørte rundt på øen og så en masse.. Desværre er billederne stadig forsvundet, men det var jo også med filmruller og papirbilleder dengang, så udover det besværlige var det også nemt at forlægge disse, men man kan jo håbe de dukker op en skønne dag.
Fantastiske oplevelser på en ø hvor alt var billigt i forhold til Danmark.. Dog var flyveturen derover og hjem, ikke noget vi mindes med glæde.. Turen foregik i en gammel udslidt DC-10, mindes flyselskabet hed Viasa, med opslidte sæder ligesom resten nok ikke havde set vedligeholdelse for tit og personale der gjorde korsets tegn og bad bønner, lige inden vi lettede. Det havde nok været lidt mere betryggende hvis de havde gjort det i det skjulte.. Ligeså var der total kaos ved kuffertbåndet i lufthavnen, for det var kun 2 meget langt plus et par svedende mænd der knoklede med at få al bagagen væk fra båndet.
Nå, men vi kom da over og hjem igen, men det var nok sidste gang, med mindre der findes en mere betryggende rejseform. Ligeledes fik jeg stjålet min halskæde, af en forbipasserende der pludselig uden varsel klaskede hånden ned på min hals og flåede guldkæden af.. I bar forskrækkelse, gik der lidt før jeg opdagede kæden var væk OG det var tyven også.
Men bortset fra det, var turen alligevel fantastisk og vi nød hinanden <3
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In English:
In 1992, Lisa and I traveled to Margarita…
Margarita is an island north of Venezuela, which was honored with our visit to the capital, Porlamar, where we stayed at the hotel "Eagle Inn." We were there for 3 weeks and often took taxis around the island.
One of the many trips went north, up to a National Park where we rented a boat with a skipper who sailed us around the lagoon towards the Atlantic Ocean and here we saw, among other things, pelicans and other birds up close and the fish swimming in the clear water around the boat. This is just life!
Another "experience" was buying gas on the island. Only about o,10 Euro/usDollar a litre (remember it was in 1992).! No wonder there are so many old and big cars here, many of which were American big cars. Even taxis are big and we often drive around in a big American with red velor upholstery. To drive us around for a whole day, including the visit to the National Park, the bill was only about 11 Euro/US Dollar.. So you can just afford it? Just luxury!
We also rented a car and drove around the island and saw a lot.. Unfortunately, the pictures have still disappeared, but it was also with film rolls and paper pictures then, so in addition to the trouble, it was also easy to misplace these, but you can hope they show up one fine day.
Fantastic experiences on an island where everything was cheap compared to Denmark.. However, the flight over there and home was not something we remember with pleasure.. The trip took place in an old worn-out DC-10, remember the airline was called Viasa, with worn-out seats like the rest probably hadn't seen maintenance too often and staff making the sign of the cross and saying prayers just before we took off. It would probably have been a little more reassuring if they had done it in secret.. Likewise, there was total chaos at the baggage belt at the airport, because it was only 2 very long plus a couple of sweaty men struggling to get all the luggage off the belt.
Well, we got over and back home, but that was probably the last time, unless there is a more reassuring form of air travel. I also had my necklace stolen by a passby man, who suddenly, without warning, slapped his hand down on my neck and tore the gold chain off.. I was startled, it took a while before I discovered the chain was gone AND so was the thief.
But apart from that, the trip was still fantastic and we enjoyed each other <3
Take care
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