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A Week In Porlamar, Margarita Island, Venezuela

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The author has combined multiple vacations to Margarita Island into one tale based on true happenings. There are whimsical moments but too much of the story is a collection of pessimistic outlooks and over reactions to vacation mishaps. It's too mellow dramatic for me. I was surprised that they seem to recommend this place. I bought the book hoping to get some insight into Margarita Island but there is little useful information. If you want a short story about what else can go wrong, it's a cute story. If you want to learn something about Margarita Island, look elsewhere.

I purchased this book because I am planning a trip to Venezuela (including a week on Margarita Island) next February/March to visit some Venezuelan friends of mine. I am also a big fan of the travel writing genre, and have done a fair amount of travelling myself. I was looking forward to reading another American's impressions of Margarita Island and gaining some insight on the place. Imagine my disappointment when confronted with this rambling, self-indulgent drivel. Now, travel writing as a genre tends to be very personal and self-reflective; but all good travel writing contains at least some cultural or historical context about the location. Not so this work. The author spends more time describing her air-conditioned room at the Palomar Hilton than she does describing the Venezuelan culture or experience.

The book is a composite of several trips to Margarita, yet not once does Ms. McMahon describe any meaningful interactions with Venezuelan natives. All her conversations with Venezuelans are limited to her dealings with hotel staff, taxi drivers, or waiters in the context of their jobs in the service industry. On the first page we are told that there was an attempted government coup the month before her visit, yet nowhere in the book does she expand on this event or even express any interest in it. Instead we get detailed descriptions of her shopping trips and lunches at French restaurants. Her lack of interest in the actual country of Venezuela (outside of the Hilton, the shopping, and the beaches) is absolutely mind-boggling. Could it be that, a mere month after an attempted coup, she did not have a single conversation with a taxi driver, bartender, or person on the street about the political situation in the country? Apparently so. What about the rich Venezuelan history, the music, the cuisine- Ms. McMahon apparently did not attempt to explore any of these. Instead she gives her attention to the fact that the tour group she booked with did not give her her promised hotel room with a view. This book unfortunately embodies the definition of "stupid American" that so many of my fellow countrymen are unfairly labelled with when travelling abroad.

To top it off, the book suffers from an appalling lack of editing. There is missing punctuation; words are partically italicized at random; and throughout the book, the well-known beverage "Cuba Libre" is incorrectly called "Cuba Libra". It's amazing that the book was published in this state, given the volume of errors.

All in all, I was hugely disappointed by this book. If you are looking for a true travel book about Margarita Island or Venezuela, this is definitely not for you. If, on the other hand, you want to read detailed descriptions of the author's quest to find an unoccupied chaise lounge in the sun next to the hotel swimming pool, by all means read this book.

This book had me in stitches! It is a beautifully-written, hilarious account of the author's travel adventures with her husband in Margarita Island. It is poignant and gripping. I don't remember when I laughed so hard reading a book.

This book is a hilarious send-up of the trials & tribulations of vacation travel. I laughed as I identified with so many of the pitfalls that befall all travelers. The Wall Street Journal recently devoted an entire article to the challenges of securing a prime location lounge chair around the pool at popular resorts. This book beat them to the punch in a much funnier way! I would recommend this book to anyone with a sense of humor who appreciates being able to laugh at themselves as they fondly look back at travel to an exotic island.

Barbara Mandelowitz McMahon writes her travel memoirs with a charming touch. The laughs come regularly, and the book is a pleasure, whether or not you're planning on a South American Island adventure.

Our intrepid couple keeps coming close to disaster, but never have a bad experience. Their humorous close calls with island bureaucracy, unreliable airlines, annoying French tourists, challenging rental cars and traffic, just seem to bring them closer together. While there are clouds following them around, it never gets worse than slightly overcast, with bright sun by the end of each chapter.

And what are we to make of the mysterious "Rick" figure. He is hardly says anything, and yet is at the center of Ms. McMahon's attention. How are we to understand this Zen-like figure and his inexplicable role in this delightful travelogue? Maybe because he is simply the best at "getting the ice."

Neurotic, hip & funny. Laughed out loud - many times. Refreshing change from the usual dull travel fare.

The book is delightful, funny and self-effacing, as this couple shares their heartfelt love of the people and beauty of the island. The book gives us a "realistic" view of what to expect politically and culturally when travelling to this beautiful, yet unstable paradise. A must-read for anyone planning on going to Margarita Island.