It is rather terrible to be without Internet in a time of
trouble, the more so when Twitter is the only source of information if you know
who to follow. My internetless plight continues and will last for who knows how
long as the internet company of Venezuela is not even answering calls.
Meanwhile my cel phone company allows me to do Twitter but at an expense that I
pretend does not exist.
What Sunday means will be for another post. I am just going
to tell you my day, for those who care about an on the ground experience from
someone trapped in the more fervent opposition strongholds of Caracas.
Of course, I did not go out to vote. So I was trying to
figure out whom to go with to the scheduled rally late morning to take the main
Caracas highway. This was not going to happen. Already around 9 PM I was
hearing loud explosions from Caurimare through where I was supposed to pass to
reach the highway. Eventually the rally was cancelled due to the intense
repression of the regime that would not even let embryos of rallies take
place.
