The last time I was in Venezuela was back in 2009 when I went with my siblings and I took my kids along to see the many family we have there. I even wrote a blog series about it which you can read here.
Well, that was six years ago and already much had changed under the stronghold of then leader Hugo Chavez, and since then, things have gone from bad to worse. Chavez drove Venezuela into the ground and Maduro, who took over after Chavez’s death, buried it, putting the nail in the coffin.
Many of my family have left, dispersing to Spain, Portugal, Mexico, the United States and even as far off as to Australia. Those that haven’t been able to leave remain, but there are fewer there each day and it breaks my heart that they’ve had to leave a country they love because the quality of life they were once used to, has vanished.
These days, the hardest thing to come by is food. Staples like milk, bread, rice usually entail waiting on long lines to try to get some. Frankly, Venezuelans are starving. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. The basic infrastructure that helps any country succeed–hospitals and medicine, electricity, the internet–is sketchy at best. Power outages abound.
For, as my sister writes, Fabiola’s “my pipeline to what’s happening down there and I’m thrilled she is sharing her truth with the world, however maddening it is.”
Read Fabiola’s diary, then watch this video from the New York Times that explains the problem of why there’s no food right now in Venezuela: