Venezuela Pt. 5
Last night we were invited to dinner at the top of the Avila Mountain. It is literally the end of South America at its highest, northern most point. You need a steady, strong 4 x 4 to reach the top. Very rustic. We already had problems because one of the trucks we were picked up in was a Ford and it over heated. The Toyota 4runner is a champ. Here we are on the side of the trail waiting.
Ascending the mountain there are breathtaking views of Caracas.
This is the view from the restaurant. That is the Carribean ocean out there yonder. Beautiful
The antennas, if you can see them, are the peak. We could not reach that height. The fog started rolling in. It was really beautiful. Dinner was great. Everyone got drunk. I danced. And my cousing is a pro driving intoxicated down a steep mountain with low visibility.
Tonight my mom and dad are renewing their wedding vows at the church they were married in 31 years ago. The same church my bro and I were baptized in. There will be a party afterwards, of course. It should be a fun night.
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