“Ah, you’re Irish,” he said to me. “So, are you in the IRA?”
There was a dream-like quality to the scene. The blistering sun, the audience of government officials in red T-shirts nodding solemnly, the group of village women supporters waist-deep in the ocean blowing kisses to the president, the TV cameras zooming in on my [...]

I went there with a pregnant wife and without doing any research at all. Big mistake.
I found Caracas to have some very negative energy. People seemed not to like tourists, almost no one speaks English, and police are very intimidating. They pulled me out of the cab once for no reason and frisked me. [...]