|English: Las Mercedes, Caracas. Venezuela. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)|
After about 40 minutes of bumping along the coastal edge with Jorge pointing here and there to different things for us to see, we stopped at a beach area. We spent a couple of hours on the beach and in the ocean. This was one of the best times I ever had playing in the ocean surf. Even when the under tow threatened to pull my swimsuit bottom off and away. Thankfully I was able to hang on to it and prevent a very embarrassing run to the cabana after my swim. Those crashing waves along the Venezuela coast always bring me a loving and enjoyable memory of my trip to Venezuela.
After we left Caracas, we sailed to the island of Curacao.This is not at all a part of Venezuela; just near-by. It is a Dutch island with building structures much like you would find in the Netherlands but they are painted in the most beautiful pastel colors and that is what I think of when I think of Curacao. While in Curacao we visited a liqueur distillery that made the famous Curacao Liqueur distilled from the bitter Laraha orange. I couldn't resist bringing home a bottle.