Las Trinceras and Morrocoy National Park, Venezuela

 

Las Trincheras

To get to our destination there was no direct bus so we had to change three and in the early afternoon we finally got to the spa in Las Trinceras. This is a village built next to the main road that would never find its raison d'etre except that in this valley there are also good thermal waters (the second hottest in the world after those of Japan). This was the reason that we had driven up to here, the desire to heal our body from sunlight tremendous remedied in previous days, the desire to pamper ourselves by hot water and mud in the middle. Two days dedicated to health and wellness flew too quickly between very good dinner, cable TV and much relaxation.

Morrocoy national park

Settled our accounts (not too salty), we returned the backpack on my shoulder and we were directed towards the main road to turn the fly the first bus passing through: Chichiriviche destination, gateway to Morrocoy National Park, another wonder of Venezuela. After two hours of travel we arrived at their destination in this little town that we now seemed much less dangerous, more tourist than the rest of the country. Is clear that the city more than a few alberguccio and restaurant, strictly in possession of some Italian, had much to offer: the only attraction was precisely the Morrocoy National Park. This is a bay marked by numerous bays and small islands covered with thick green vegetation and where the mangroves are the master. Even here the only way to enjoy these wonders was to rent a boat with their conductor who crowded the harbor Chichiriviche. This fact, found accommodation at the Hotel Capri, whose name definitely does not betray its origin made in Italy, we have to collect all the relevant information thanks to the help of an Italian who ran an ice cream shop a few steps from us. Consider the opportunities available to us, we made a trip scoured the city center and our initial impressions were confirmed: we found ourselves in a town all too quiet. There only remained to go to make a shower and prepare for dinner in a restaurant consigliatoci by our Italian friend (we only discovered after she had her).

The following day, which coincided with the festival town, we went exploring in the park Morrocoy. We proceed directly to the port and the contracted price for a ride in boat began our adventure. We opted for a tour that would lead us to visit more islands and inlets to try to better understand the possible structure and morphology of the park itself. We initially pushed the most extreme of the park and then down, focusing on the most characteristic points. The park is characterized by a rich vegetation along the coast is largely composed of mangrove swamps inhabited by many water birds. The first landing we made on a strip of white beach that separates the open sea by an inner lagoon, a place completely desert were it not for a family intent in the allegra picnic Sunday. Second step was what the locals call "natural swimming pool, a large marine area characterized by low depth and lined with mangroves, where we had knowledge of a friendly fish and giant ball. Broken down and immediately landed on another beach, this time crowded with people committed to local sunbathe, eat and fill up with beer. We kept the final goal as the most characteristic and tourist park Morrocoy: Cayo Sombrero. In fact he had all the cards to be the best known of the park: water and sand were almost comparable to those of Los Roques. E 'in Cayo that we have finished our tour allowing a refreshing bath and relax on the white beach to catch some sun. Returned to base, washed and direct sbarbati we still in a restaurant to eat our dinner.

The following day it was time to move westward Assigned Choir, a town declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO (we really do not understand why).