00:00 What are the rivers of Venezuela like?
00:39 What to do in the river?
01:57 What are the benefits of bathing in a river?
03:28 How is El Chorrerón in Altamira de Cáceres?
04:37 What is the mystery of Pozo Azul in Barinas?
05:57 Legends of Pozo Azul in Barinas.
07:13 Fourth largest river in Venezuela.
09:00 Navigate the Portuguesa river in Guárico.
09:49 How to get to the Chorrerón river from San José de Galipán?
13:48 On the way to the Chorrerón river in San José de Galipán.
15:40 Recommendation before going to the river.
16:50 What is done with Jabillo?
17:44 What are the leaves for the hallacas called?
18:28 Arrival at the Chorrerón river in San José de Galipán.

What is your river?

Because we all have a river that marked our lives. The one where we used to go as children, where our parents, grandparents or uncles took us to make sancocho soups.

I remember Aguas Calientes in Chichiriviche de la Costa. We had a house there, we went every weekend and there was always a trip to Aguas Calientes, with hot springs and a giant and tasty pool. In Caruao, we used to go to the Pozo del Cura, but we bathed before in the hot springs. Rivers determine my life. And I believe that they determine a moment in the life of all Venezuelans. You just have to think about it for a while.

Today I tell you the stories of various rivers. The first is El Chorrerón de Altamira de Cáceres, a town in the Barinese foothills. People remember their pool, visit it, go down a lot of steps and cross mountains to take a bath and remember the joy of childhood. In the town further up – Calderas – is Pozo Azul, enchanted waters where no one dares to bathe. They are there. Stills of an unusual turquoise. But nobody touches them, they only see them.

Then we went to Camaguán, a town in the Guárico state whose inhabitants honor the Portuguesa river. That channel that appeases them every morning. That when crossing unites them with the state of Barinas. People navigate around to bring cheese from the haciendas in winter time, when all the roads are flooded. Here the bottlenose dolphins jump and are also fished. And on its shores a group from the Camaguán Youth Symphony can suddenly appear.

In Caracas, we don't have a river, beyond the Guaire, which only helps us to say which side of the river we live on. But we push ourselves to the Ávila where all the rivers flow and we get to know another Chorrerón, that of San José de Galipán. The craziest thing is that its inhabitants rarely visit it. Almost no one knows him. And those who knew him in childhood have no interest in remembering him, because it only meant hardship and fear.

What is your river?
Hopefully this chapter will help you remember it and return to that happy moment in your life.

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