I enjoy the people here. I'm making a lot of friends, and even the people I don't make friends with are nice. Except the weirdos that cat call and make kissy noises at the gringas. The food here is delicious. I learned how to make Pica Andina, a soup that is very common to Merida. Maybe I'll make it a few times when I get back. I love the natural ingredients in the foods here. More or less everything is without preservatives. Cooking is a process, because everything is from scratch. However, there are still the products that are factory made, like Coca-Cola, juices, and chocolate milk.
Hecho en socialismo = Made in Socialism. With Love. (because of the heart)
The propaganda here is to die for.
One thing the Venezuelans do best is desserts. The pictures of all the desserts in my earlier posts are in fact better than they look. Sooo goooood. I'm going to have to sneak some home.
The weeks are going by faster and faster here. After the break, my trip will be over halfway over.
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