Happy New Year to everyone! Story as you have been my Christmas vacation, I hope yours has been as good as mine. The original plan was to go to Venezuela through Suriname, Guyana and Brazil and from Caracas to return to Paramaribo and then to Saint Laurent. But plans changed on the fly and as you will see the end we were only Liane and I, although in principle were to target more assistants.
For that, we went out on 23 Albino Liana and I took a taxibus to Paramaribo, a taxibus becomes a Nissan truck roll Vannetta full of people and suitcases, travel Albina - Paramaribo cost between 8 and 10 euros (30-40 SRD) and it takes 2 to 3 hours. Albina road - Paramaribo is a goat track, a paved goat path though, and bumpy, I put a video I recorded on the taxibus to see yourself as a notéis taxibus and potholes with the movements of the camera.
Well once in Paramaribo (I'll write a post about Paramaribo) took a bus to New Nickerie, which is the city that is on the border with Guyana, although curiously the way lasts 4 hours it took us about 5 euros to change. Once in New Nickerie took a taxi that took us to a squalid hotel but varies night 18 euros double room. The taxi driver looked like Pol Pot but nice and had the worst car in the world, I think it was a Talbot Solara or something, also had the steering wheel on the good side, although in Surinam lead backwards, and was pretty knackered at general. We agreed that we would take the ferry the next day.

New Nickerie is plagued by mosquitoes, there suffered the greatest attack of mosquitoes in my entire life until that day had not thought capable of stinging mosquitoes over a pair of jeans, but there certainly are peppered me very much.
The fact is that to cross into Guyana must cross the river Courantyne and catch a ferry but the ferry is caught from a town called Southdrain which is 30 km from New Nickerie and if the road Albina - Paramaribo is a goat track, compared with the road New Nickerie - Southdrain is a German Autobahn, I put picture, and the shock absorbers Talbot Solara sympathetic brother squeaking as Pol Pot had a good chance of getting stuck in mud, but we were lucky and arrived in time to catch the ferry, which we will never know is if the driver got back.
We took the ferry across the river Courantyne and after 20 minutes we were finally in Guyana, a country that is infamous for the collective suicide of 918 people in Jonestown in 1978, and that no one had spoken well. In fact the government is serious since the issue of crime, and for some years has begun to kill all the bad bad guys (although innocent as they say). Well, once there we needed a bus to the capital, Georgetown, we went with a big Indian named Bobby, the trip cost 10 euros I think, but when we took the bus travels 30 km broke into a place called Corriverton , so I had to wait for a bus and did not have spare money Guyanese, so I told Liane to wait at the gas station I went to find a bank, I just go ahead and plant some guy yells WHITE BOY! ! I pass on his face obviously did not want trouble and less there, all I kept walking and walked about 200 meters I was released several type niceties WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE
ago Guyana's English raised more than one thought he knew English, if you know some English, because it is crappy, but crappy understand a Guyanese ...
Well, there we were at last Christmas Eve in Georgetown, leaving the stuff in the hostel and went for a walk and find an ATM, there were enough people on the street, doing the last Christmas shopping, all world looked at us, but we had no problems, that night we had dinner at a bar that is opposite the hostel and it was from a Scottish wedding ... On Christmas day it was raining all day, but we needed to eat, so as I was the
I took the food back and as we ate came a couple of Swedes who was also in the hostel and talked with them, then stayed for the night for a drink in our room and told us they also had some small problem in color, but nothing serious.
the evening of 25 it rained all night and when we left everything was pretty flooded (on my photo), had even fish! The 26 was our day to walk right by Georgetown, as seems quite western city, has some beautiful buildings like the town hall and a beautiful wooden cathedral, but is the dirtiest city I've ever seen, and the floods it floats away, there were also lots of mosquitoes. The guide put "not get into the zon
But removing incidents with the 4 racist people we encountered was very polite. Though you got to feel comfortable all the time to take a camera, so we did not do too many pictures, one felt watched all the time.
needed to find an internet site to find a flight that go to Georgetown, ask agent for the street, but everything was closed, a guy offered to take her home for us to see internet, but trust, for very good guy who seems. Finally in the women's hostel let us use the internet, the internet of 56 kbps with which it took 2 hours to buy the cheap, but fortunately we were able to book them.

26 per night had a big party down the street in the center and there were many people and good atmosphere, although whites were counted on the fingers.
As said earlier, the initial plan was to go to Guyana to Brazil and from Brazil to Venezuela, Brazil has to be reduced, because although Venezuela and Guyana are next, they are fought and there is no border between them, but as the road was very bad for the rain decided to change our destiny and we a. ...
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