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In order to reach the border with Colombia, we drove from Caracas to San Cristobal.  Daniel, one of our receptionists in Brasilia, and his father had put together a safe route for us to take, but we ended up changing one leg after advice from our tour guide in Caracas.  We drove from Caracas to Barquisimeto, then to Barinas, on to Merida, and to the last stay in San Cristobal.  Well, that was the plan.   The first section was surprisingly dry, and there were a lot of fires fi

Our next stop was Caracas, the capital.  This was the last capital city on the tour and we didn’t want to miss it.  The drive from El Tigre was long, but the roads were good and at least in parts the scenery was beautiful.  Harold had imagined nature to be green and lush, but instead we got mainly tropical dry forest, with little vegetation and the ground being very dry as it was the peak of the dry season.   Arriving to the hotel was easy, and the road we were on took us str

There was a sense of familiarity, and at the same time a difference, getting back to Brazil. This time entering from Lethem, we arrived in Boa Vista in the northern part of Brazil, with the car limping along after the rough drive in the mud and on the dirt road. Even after the car wash in Lethem, the mud was stuck everywhere underneath, causing a rattle so we had to drive slowly. Boa Vista was a different Brazilian city. We needed another car wash, and as we arrived on a S

The last country in the Guyanas, was Guyana. This is the biggest of the three, both counting the area and the size of the population. Our first stop after the ferry across the Courantyne River was New Amsterdam where we spent the first night. The border crossing took a very long time as there was only a couple of ferries per day, and it was a long time to wait in the queue. We also spent a considerable amount of time buying the mandatory car insurance, with a person from