The highlight of this 1996 cruise was going to Caracas, Venezuela. I don’t have a ton of pictures, because my mom & I did one thing, while my dad & sister did something else, and they had the camera.
Ah, the days when your whole family had 1 camera to share…
We took a bus from the coast inland to arrive in Caracas, since it’s not right on the coast. After passing some power plants along the way, we stopped at Simon Bolivar plaza in Caracas. We stopped to see the original copy of Venezuela’s constitution, which was pretty cool.
After this, we went to a pottery factory and learned about indigenous vs industrial methods that are both still used for making pottery and glass in Venezuela.
The most memorable thing out of all of this was that it was my first experience riding on the fold-out seats that go into the aisle of a small mini-bus. They were glorified airplane tray-tables, no cloth or anything–just hard plastic. My mom and I had no seat belts and little confidence in our bumpy ride on these things. However, we didn’t die. Success!This entry was posted in caracas, South America, venezuela