Canaima: Where Angels and Devils Collide

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I threw my bags into the back, went around to the passenger side door, and slid into the front seat. A few moments later, the engine was purring and the wheels started in motion-our journey to Canaima National Park had officially begun. As we picked up speed, I felt a pleasant breeze came in through my window. Then we took off.

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