Barrio Bolivar Revisited

I´m currently staying in San Carlos, an island that separates the Gulf of Mexico from the Gulf of Maracaibo, I think. Fransisco had to bring a patient to Maracaibo for treatment for a mitral valve stenosis. She will end up going to Cuba for a couple weeks. I hitched a ride and then went on to San Carlos where they have a mission.

But we passed through Adonis´ house again in Barrio Bolivar. The church actually has a lot going on there that wasn´t visible at night. There is a dental clinic and a dorm-like building that houses mission groups or whoever. I got to roam around the neighborhood with Adonis some. It was early though and he said the people that cause trouble were still asleep. Not the sort of place you would want to be out at night. I noticed a house for sale, I think it cost about 300 US. It looks really ghetto, but there are stores and useful things tucked in here and there.

I left from there for Mojan, where you get a boat for San Carlos. I managed to find an ATM that would take my card, as long as I used it as a credit card. It´s good because the 30,000 bolivar that would have lasted me a little while in Carorita was a cab fare in Maracaibo. So, thankfully, I know have money. In the taxi to Mojan, a Spanish version of...I can´t remember the exact title. The chorus is "I will survive, as long as I know how to love...." I told the taxi driver that originally it was in English. He asked if the original was a Salsa or Bolero. I wasn´t quite sure hot to answer. How do you explain R&B or whatever sort of music it is? It was pretty funny.