After some days walking around on the beach, I got an offer to go to Venezuela. So of course I joined the Venezuelan windsurfer, Leo, to his home town...a small desserted fishing village. Adicora is usually a great kite/surf/windsurf spot (the rest of the year :P) at the very tip of the Venezuelan coast. To sum up my week in Venezuela, I: tried to communicate in spanish with people who don't know a single word english, got stopped by military police with mashine guns because I didn't have my passport, ate "arepa" (corn bread), visited caves and a family living self sufficient in the mountains/rain forest, and did a little bit of surfing.
Lessons learned: water is almost more expensive than gasoline in V., never go anywhere in Venezuela without your passport, and for gods sake bring a stick to fight of the dogs in Aruba (they attack you!).
This must be followed. I got attacked.
Outside of the appartement I rented on Aruba. I had it all to myself. 
After a great couple of hours on the water myself, I enjoyed watching the kite surfers in the sunset.
The cairn represent a wish (I made 4 :P ). You want to build the cairn as strong as possible so you wish will last a long time.
The Arubans like to dress up and party hard on Halloween.
Leo and a Brazilian guy after surfing in Adicora, Venezuela.
The landskape on the peninsula. Cerro Santa Ana in the background.
I don't know what the Venezuelan people do all day, but this boy was just standing there with his donkey.
A small concrete house up in the mountains. The goy living there guided us to the caves in the area.
