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Stuck in not so gay Caracas, Venezuela

Waiting for Godot in bloody Caracas

By Suzy Size, your gay guide through Venezuela and South America

Queuing at Caracas airport takes a long time )
Everyone was ready to board the Lisbon bound plane in Caracas
When your almost divine heroine Suzy Size was finally sitting in a taxi that brought her to the Caracas airport, she thought she was on her way out of the most dangerous city of South America, maybe the most dangerous city of the entire world. But then the endless queuing started at this not very user friendly airport. After about one and a half hours Miss Size was close to reaching the check-in counter, but a young rude soldier demanded to search her luggage.

Look, gay visitor of Venezuela, Suzy Size was not afraid that he would find bundles of US Dollars in her luggage, the strict currency controls of the Chavez government are the main reason all passengers at the main Venezuelan airport are searched thoroughly by young soldiers just fallen from a tree, without the least manners naturally. Caracas had been very expensive and Miss Size had not much cash left.

Flowers in bloody Caracas)
Beautiful flowers grew in front of the Caracas hotel of your heroine
Neither was Suzy Size afraid, all her dildos, countless packages with gliding cream or her expensive fur coats she had declared them all when she had entered that silly country could be confiscated, but her precious seeds!

When your gardening heroine had entered Venezuela, customs had confiscated all those precious and irreplaceable seeds she had collected over time. But during her four days in Caracas Miss Size did not rest, she tried to recover some of her losses. Right in front of her hotel she had found extremely attractive tropical flowers, never seen in Thailand. Every day she stopped there and discreetly stuffed some of those seeds into her handbag. She had eaten countless sweet and so delicious farangs (guavas) that come in pear shape, are yellow on the outside and red inside and painstakingly dried the tiny seeds: This variety of those fruits are also unknown in Thailand and Miss Size was daydreaming of becoming a millionaire alone by cultivating those wonderful farangs in her homeland of choice. But now, in front of that stupid, young recruit, she not only feared, those precious seeds could be confiscated, that idiot might accuse her of trying to bring seeds of illegal drug plants out of the country or whatever...

The hotel was not in downtown Caracas)
Open end waiting at this Caracas hotel
Suzy Size was sweating a lot when she unlocked her suitcase and the young brute went through her dirty laundry piece by piece. But fortunately he was only looking for cash, nothing else. And your relieved heroine was finally allowed to proceed to the check-in counter of TAP and was practically on the way to Lisbon at last: with all her so precious seeds. But there they wanted to see her Star Alliance card and did not allocate the seat she had chosen months ago! As if they were sorry, they handed your heroine an invitation to their business lounge and after passing through immigration and the security check, Miss Size went there immediately for some tasty snacks and numerous free drinks.

Your tired heroine was happy now!

Life was so beautiful!

She had survived bloody Caracas and would never ever return to Venezuela.

She was definitely on her way out in style.

Flights in Venezuela are often late)
More waiting for a flight to Lisbon in a Caracas hotel
But then, after hours of delay the business lounge had closed already and thrown out all the happy drinkers came the bad news: The plane was not going to take off that night, was indefinitely delayed. All passengers had to reenter Venezuelan immigration and customs what a nightmare - and were finally bused to a hotel nearby.

The reason for the cancelled flight was a dispute between the Chavez government and IATA. Once in a while the Chavistas took retaliation and randomly blocked a foreign plane by asking for papers no airline is ever asked to show.

Nobody knew when this TAP flight finally would be allowed to take off and the waiting game started.

The hotel was neither good, nor was it bad, the food though quite horrible. A beer of 1.8 dl in said place was priced with 8 US $ and your beer loving heroine went on a dry period there, she was not paying such outrageous prices.

Ian, Suzy Size felt like you when you were up in Norway!

The hotel could not be left for two reasons: The plane could start any time, but nobody knew exactly when and the passengers had to be ready permanently.

And since criminality in the neighborhood was so rampant, it was very much advisable to strictly stay on the secure hotel premises. The very last thing your heroine wanted was to get mugged now at the very end of her journey. That had happened at the start of her trip in Fortaleza.

The thinker in Caracas close to Rodin)
Your writing heroine got stuck in bloody Caracas
To cut a long story short, the flight to Lisbon left Caracas with a delay of fifty five hours. Suzy Size was still sitting in business class and had a lot of Champagne even before the take off.

After catching a connecting flight to Zurich, TAP had lost the suitcase of your heroine, containing all those precious seeds. Your hungry heroine borrowed an empty suitcase of a friend the next morning, filled it with sausages, Swiss chocolate and other goodies and rushed to Milan by train to catch her flight to Beijing that very night. After eight hours in Beijing airport, the plane finally took off to Bangkok. Suzy Size was so relieved when the pilot announced he was going to land in Bangkok shortly. But then a storm prevented this and the plane went to Kuala Lumpur first to await better weather.

Your heroine finally landed in Bangkok early morning, after another delay of just seven hours and was really looking forward to walk through her garden. Were all her precious plants still alive or had a disaster struck Castelgandolfo as well? Read the final chapter, the 41st installment, of this sheer endless blog about the newest Gay World Friendship Tour of your heroine Suzy Size next week, here, exclusively on Sticky Rice Gay Guide Asia and Gay Guide World.

Suzy`s Blog

SRThe Gay World Friendship Tour goes on!
21 Jan 12
SRHow will gay Belem and gay Manaus be?
28 Jan 12
SRObstacles on the way to gay Tabatinga
4 Feb 12
SRNot a lost weekend in gay Nong Khai
11 Feb 12
SRGay Myanmar: Suzy Size is coming!
18 Feb 12
SRGay Myanmar: Your heroine is on her way
25 Feb 12
SRGay Myanmar: Advice from recent visitors
3 Mar 12
SRGay Myanmar: Your heroine has arrived
10 Mar 12
SRGay Yangon: Where is the meat?
17 Mar 12
SRGay Yangon: Where meat was found before
24 Mar 12
SRGay Yangon: Where men meet male meat
31 Mar 12
SRGay Pattaya: Big fish caught finally
7 Apr 12
SRTouch-down in gay Beijing: A massage boy
14 Apr 12
SRLaying down in gay Beijing: A good sauna
21 Apr 12
SRLucky in gay Beijing: A very good man
28 Apr 12
SRGay Lisbon: Meeting a sexy Brazilian
5 May 12
SRGay Lisbon: Some sexy Brazilian escorts
12 May 12
SRGay Fortaleza hit by male hyperinflation
19 May 12
SRGay Belem: Rich harvest in one field
26 May 12
SRGay Manaus is full of huge bananas
2 Jun 12
SRGay Tabatinga: Here three countries meet
9 Jun 12
SRGay Tabatinga: Realities on the ground
16 Jun 12
SRGay Iquitos: Are all men here bisexuals?
23 Jun 12
SRGay Iquitos: All men here are bisexuals!
30 Jun 12
SRIquitos: My true gay friend in Peru!
6 Jul 12
SRLima: Some gay friends in Peru
14 Jul 12
SRPanama has a small gay scene
21 Jul 12
SRTouchdown in gay San Jose, Costa Rica
28 Jul 12
SRGetting laid in gay San Jose, Costa Rica
4 Aug 12
SRGood gay nightlife: San Jose, Costa Rica
11 Aug 12
SRGay beach of Costa Rica? Manuel Antonio!
18 Aug 12
SRA gay blue banana in Puerto Viejo
25 Aug 12
SRTouchdown in gay Havana, Cuba
1 Sep 12
SRInitial moves in gay Havana, Cuba
8 Sep 12
SRFirst penetration into gay Havana, Cuba
15 Sep 12
SRMore sexy men met in gay Havana, Cuba
22 Sep 12
SRA sexy gay boxer in Havana, Cuba
29 Sep 12
SRMy gay Guantanamero in Havana, Cuba
6 Oct 12
SRNot interested in gay Caracas, Venezuela
13 Oct 12
SRStuck in not so gay Caracas, Venezuela
20 Oct 12
SRHome, sweet home in good gay Pattaya
27 Oct 12

Readers Comments
4395 Ian, London 20 Oct 12
So glad Suzy got her priorities right: Swiss chocolate is definitely a more important suitcase filler than, well, anything really, and beer tastes so much better when it is sold at sensible prices. I'll drink to that, and to reading the final instalment next week!

4396 Eduard 20 Oct 12
Now you can sleep dear brave heroine. You must be very tired.

7134 Johnny Ringer 17 Nov 15
I was kidnapped and robbed in Caracas, right in front of my hotel, my very first night by a handsome young men in a suit and tie. Later, saved by a driver. I witnessed horrible things, torture of drag queens on the streets, as me and police patrol went out searching for the kidnapper. I gave up after all and went back to my hotel. Next day I flew to Marguerita Island, which was much safer. Beware...




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