Latin America
has in Caracas, Venezuela one of the largest active social groups
of expats (expatriates) in South America. Called the Rincon
Gang or Rinconeers, they publish a regular newsletter, the Rincon
Reminder, which updates their Caracas community web site, www.Expat-Village.com
The Rincon Reminder updates are also issued to ex-Caracas Rinconeers
now living and working in over 25 countries..
The Expat-Village web-site has all the latest Venezuelan news in English.
We publish news stories of interest to expatriates, including world news, sport,
entertainment and business. We have features on travel in Venezuela, Latin
America and the Caribbean, quick food recipes, and Venezuela security alerts.
Caracas social activities are listed in ‘What’s on in Caracas’, and we’ll keep
you amused with the 'Joke of the Day' page.
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Ancient Indian knowledge
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The Lone Ranger and Tonto went camping in the desert. After They got their tent all set up, both men fell sound asleep.
Some hours later, Tonto wakes the Lone Ranger and says, 'Kemosabe, look towards sky; what
you see?'
The Lone Ranger replies, 'I see millions of stars.'
'What that tell you?' asked Tonto.
The Lone Ranger ponders for a.................
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John West Salmon Advert
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This is a video of one of the hit adverts' of recent years, it's very, very funny,...check it out here
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Queen Opens London Airport
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Easter Bunnies - not so Happy Easter Bunnies
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Subprime Fall-out hits banks and US homebuyers
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Private Eye Front Cover - Clinton & Obama
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Prick With A Fork
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DON'T GET YOUR PILOT LICENSE HERE!
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Jonny Wilkinson goes into the England changing room before the final
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Jonny Wilkinson goes into the
England changing room before the final to find his team mates looking
glum.
“We’re having trouble with our self
belief.
Don’t forget they beat us 36 – 0 in
the first match,” they say.
Wilkinson replies: “Well, the way
I’m feeling, I reckon I can beat them myself.”
So Jonny goes out to play South
Africa on his own and the rest of the team sulk in the
bar.
After a few pints, the game is all
but forgotten. “It must be time now, let’s see how Jonny did.” They put the TV
back on.
“Result: England 7 (Wilkinson 10
minutes) – South Africa 7 (Habana 79 minutes)”.
They rush back to the Stade de
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There’s also a new Samaritan’s number been set up in Australia to deal
with the huge wave of grief following their early return home from the
World Championship.
It’s 0800 101010 – that’s 0800 won nothing won
nothing won nothing.
Alternatively, this joke can be amended slightly to apply to the McLaren team.
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Chavez and Venezuela's Lost World
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A travel story from The Daily Telegraph at www.dailytelegraph.co.uk
Caracas
is suffering one of the greatest hangovers in Latin American history.
It's an impressive sight. At the height of a ski resort, a feast of old
skyscrapers, statues, American cars and neon sprawls across the
mountains.
The Orinoco gathers more water than any other river
Since
the discovery of oil in the 1920s, almost three million Venezuelans, or
one in 10 of the population, have clambered up here. For years, they
spent wildly, played baseball and shopped in Miami. Then in 1994 the
economy crashed, and all that's left are the fancy houses and almost
three million colour TVs.
Now there's a new face among the
peeling paint. He has meaty gaucho features and he's often depicted in
his paratrooper's beret. To those now living in cardboard, President
Hugo Chavez is a saviour, but to everyone else, he's the Arch Party
Pooper.
Everywhere his banners proclaim the revolution. On our
first evening, my wife, Jayne, and I watched his nightly TV show. He
was still spouting slogans when we returned from dinner three hours
later. Venezuela, he declares, will be the new Cuba.
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Caraqueños
seem to take all this in their stride. Their city is far too
spectacular for them to let a war of words upset them. So the party
goes on. People are just less flashy now. Although our hotel was as
stylish as anything that went before (black uniforms and Perspex
chairs), it was smaller and - even in its name (The Hotel) seemed to be
courting obscurity. Others just party on, in their own little world.
Vendors
ran in and out of the traffic selling alcopops. While the middle
classes have simply shifted their activities into a parallel black
market. But most self-contained of all were those of the Maria Lionza
cult. They dashed across a six-lane highway to reach its central
reservation and worship their idol, a voluptuous naked goddess astride
a rampant tapir.
I was fascinated by this revolution fought in
posters. It alone probably justifies a visit to Venezuela - although
Americans don't think so. To them, the word "socialism" sounds like
anthrax or an approaching storm. They have fled, taking with them a
hefty chunk of the tourist trade. Back in 1912, thanks to Sir Arthur
Conan Doyle, Venezuela achieved stardom as The Lost World. Was it now
about to disappear for real?
I soon realised that, beyond
Caracas, such human squabbles were dwarfed by nature. Columbus called
Venezuela "the land of grace", and he hadn't even seen it from a plane.
Few early explorers got beyond the stilted huts on the shore, and so it
became "Venezuola", or "Little Venice".
From the air, though,
it couldn't look more stupendous or less Venetian. Caracas shrank to a
pinhead, and a great dome of green planet glowed upwards through the
cloud. The sheer greenness of it all was bewildering - savanna, hot
gassy jungle and cool mountain forest. Small wonder that so many little
creatures had chosen to lose themselves in..........
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Matt Damon is Bourne again
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Jaw clenched, brow knotted, Matt Damon hurtles through The Bourne Ultimatum like
a missile. He's a man on a mission, our Matt, and so too is his character, Jason
Bourne, the near-mystically enhanced super-spy who, after losing his memory and
all sense of self, has come to realize that he has also lost part of his soul.
For Bourne, who rises and rises again in this fantastically kinetic, propulsive
film, resurrection is the name of the game, just as it is for franchises.
Their sights set far beyond the usual genre coordinates, the three Bourne
movies drill into your psyche as well as into your body. They're unusually smart
works of industrial entertainment, with action choreography that's as well
considered as the direction. Doug Liman held the reins on the first movie, with
Paul Greengrass taking over for the second and third installments. And while the
two men take different approaches to similar material (the more formally bold
Greengrass shatters movie space like glass), each embraces an ethos that's at
odds with the no pain, no gain, no brain mind-set that characterizes too many
such flicks. Namely remorse: In these movies, you don't just feel Bourne's hurt,
you feel the hurt of everyone he kills.
The Bourne Ultimatum picks up where The Bourne Supremacy left off, with this
former black-bag specialist for the CIA grimly, inexorably moving toward final
resolution. After a brush with happiness with the German woman (Franka Potente)
he met in the first movie (The Bourne Identity) and soon lost in the second, he
has landed in London. Stripped of his identity, his country and love, Bourne is
now very much a man alone, existentially and otherwise. Damon makes him haunted,
brooding and dark. The light seems to have gone out in his eyes, and the skin
stretches so tightly across his cantilevered cheekbones that you can see the
outline of his skull, its macabre silhouette. He looks like death in more ways
than one.
Death becomes the Bourne series, which, in contrast to most big-studio action
movies, insists that we pay attention and respect to all the flying,
back-flipping and failing bodies. There's no shortage of pop pleasure here, but
the fun of these films never comes from watching men die. It's easy to make
people watch - just blow up a car, slit someone's throat. The hard part is
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72 Virgins!
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