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Caracas

I took the following from the US website on travel advisories:

CRIME: Caracas has one of the highest murder rates in Latin America. Most murders go unsolved. The poor neighborhoods that cover the hills around Caracas are very dangerous.(I have walked those ranchito-filled hills and totally agree.) These areas are seldom patrolled by police and should be avoided. Armed robberies are common in urban and tourist areas throughout Venezuela. Crimes committed against travelers are usually money-oriented crimes, such as theft and armed robbery. Incidents occur during daylight hours as well as at night. Many criminals are armed with guns or knives and will use force. Jewelry attracts the attention of thieves. Travelers are advised to leave jewelry items, especially expensive-looking wristwatches, at home.


I've been pondering the invitation to a wedding in Caracas in December.

I lived in Venezuela for a time, but haven't been back in (ouch) twenty years. I keep in touch with friends there and have heard of the problems they've been facing.

I'd really like to go...but I'm not sure it's a prudent course of action to take. It's not like I would blend down there, being green eyed and blond. I might be able to pass as far as language goes, but that would be about it.

Oh well.

Comments

  1. tom9091:00 AM

    Go Pammy Go, this might be my chance.

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  2. Unknown6:22 AM

    Your chance for....what, exactly? Losing me to some murderous thug?

    That hurts Tommy boy. Hurts bad. And after all we've been through together.

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  3. Galen Nuttall7:11 PM

    its not too dangerous if your buddies pick you up and take you to where youre going. Im a blue-eyed, blond, white-skinned gringo and ive been in vzla for 6 years and just have to be aware.

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  4. Unknown7:13 AM

    Where in Venezuela do you live, Bubba?

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