Mexico, Caracas and the first monster journey

Hello!
Well, we´re still alive, have escaped Caracas with all our belongings intact, and have made our way to an AMAZING town with a beautiful hostel to stay in, mountains to look at, rocks to climb, rivers to float down, tasty arapas to eat and LOADS of other excellent things.
There were some flights, none of which we missed.  We checked out Mexico City airport, which is fairly average but does serve wonderful coctails.  Also Caracas airport, which has less coctails but a LOT more black market money changers, dubious taxi drivers and robbers of all descriptions.  We spoke some Spanish at some people and it even kind of worked, and got us onto a bus into the city; which is actually a lot less mental than people would have you believe.  Contrary to what our guide book told us we were not immediately shot in the head, but rather found ourselves installed with a minimum of fuss in a very pleasant hotel, where we fell asleap for two days. 
After we woke up we ate an enormous plate of meat, drank some coffee, wandered around looking at some buildings, failed to get a cable car to the top of a mountain, and then put ourselves on a bus which drove us to Merida. Despite being inexplicably maintained at a constant -5 degrees, the bus was otherwise fairly comfortable, and took us without event to this wonderful little town (see above).
We´ve just installed ourselves in some hammocks, opened a bottle of wine and look forward to some action/relaxation -packed days ahead.
xxx muchos besos