After the boys grafted all day, Dougal finally made started working (or at the very least, potential for us to get him to the port that is 700 miles away).  I was now frantically ringing around and sending emails to cancel things, buy flights home and start job searching for our brief stint in the UK.  Keeping positive, we knocked back a few drinks that night and the family prepared a farewell feast as they requested we stay an extra night.  Thank you Venezuela.  We will be back.