Where to start, where to start... ah yes, the flight. For me, flying is easy because i just sleep the whole time, which is exactly what i did for the 4 hour flight from atlanta to caracas. Now, getting to venezuela was a little bit sketchy because it wasn't exactly clear who (if anyone) was going to be meeting me at the airport and bringing me to the hotel; i had to stay in a hotel for the night and pick up a flight to margarita island in the morning. Luckily, when i walked out there was a cute venezuelan chick holding up a WIC sign- perfect; She brought me to the hotel and got me all set up for the next day.
I gotta mention that venezuela isnt the safest place for an american to be considering the politcal situation... that of which i have absolutely no knowledge, but i hear its bad, so i'm running with it. Also, an american athlete got kidnapped and robbed last time i was in venezuela, needless to say, i was a littttle nervous.
Anyway, the hotel had internet- ahhhhhhhh bells were ringing and the clouds parted to shed the light of heaven directly down on my computer... just kidding, but seriously, that happened so I spent all night conquering the internet. The next morning i went down to eat a delicious continental breakfast right? haha WRONG. It was a continental breakfast, but delicious it was not- runny eggs, funny tasting bread, and ahh yes, who could forget the hot dog flavored sausages (yes, just like china). After the delightful meal, i caught the shuttle to the airport and checked in; nothing too exciting.
In venezuela, unlike the US, you have to pay departure taxes when you fly; its not that much money, but its a little confusing if you're not used to it. I payed in dollars and got bolivars (venezuelan currency) back in return and i do believe they took one good look at me, knew i was a gringo that wouldn't know the difference, and pulled me pants down on the deal haha.
Security for a domestic flight there consisted of a refrigerator box cut to look like a metal detector with a person standing off to the side making beep noises as people walked through. Jokes aside, it was slightly more laxed that what we're used to at home. I got to the gate i was supposed to be at and waited for my flight when i realized that it was boarding time and no one was getting on a plane, which made me question the reliability of the monitor... luckily i got up and checked, becuase these damn people were trying to hoodwink me... my flight was boarding a few gates down. Mantia 1 Venezuela 0 hahaha
Off the plane in margarita they took me straight to the race, where it was a million percent humidity and a few degrees cooler than hell. I ended up missing the 100m drag races, but picked up with the 500m and the 10k points. After the races, we headed to the hotel. Oh, i forgot to mention, we were driving around in circles for about 30 minutes when the translator looks over at me and says, "you want to know a secret?" I said, "We're Lost," everyone laughed and we eventually figured it out... and by we i mean they.
I ended up rooming with my old team mate max presti, which was cool, because he was one of the 10 people that spoke english at the event haha... he also speaks pretty good spanish, which was handy. We went to the mall that night and grubbed out on hella american food; this place had: burger king, mcdonalds, subway, kfc, sushi, hard rock cafe, cinnabon, to name a few- i chose BK. I had a nuggets, a double cheeseburger, fries, and sprite; BK never tasted sooo goood.
That night was the 'white' party and presentation of awards and money for the day's events... you know i couldnt miss that, the only problem was that i didn't bring anything white. I actually considered wearing all black, but decided against it for whatever reason. I borrowed a white shirt from someone and just rocked some black shorts... the only jerk there not wearing completely white was of course me haha oh well. At one point it started raining and one of the chicks from chile got her pants all wet... water + her white pants = smile on my face... the guy filming the event knew what he liked too, he didnt take the camera off her hahaha good times.
The next day was the off day before the marathon so everybody kicked it in the pool... at one point there was about 50 people coming down this long slide at once, no exaggeration... it was interesting to say the least; i think i saw one of the guys in a neck brace the next day. The food at the hotel was just about as good as the continental breakfast so we at at the mall for just about every meal. I did forget to mention that this little resort we stayed at had a round the clock open bar... i didnt really take advantage of it, but A LOT of people did haha.
I'll pick up with the rest tomorrow... as for the diet today:
Breakfast-
pistachios
5 eggs scrambled with a little bit of salsa
4 sausage links
banana
Lunch-
Subway salad with lettuce, tomato, pickles, peperoncinis, and 2 chicken breasts - no dressing
water
i had some pistachios for a snack
2nd Lunch-
apple
roast beef
carrots
soy milk
more pistachios
dinner-
wheat pasta
marinara sauce
orange juice