My parents seem to be having a good time in Caracas. After our adventures on Friday and Saturday, we all decided to stick closer to home for a few days rest.  Sunday we went to my Spanish speaking church and had lunch at an Italian restaurant.  Other than a quick tour of my school, we did not leave home again. Monday I started school and my parents stayed in my apartment most of the day reading, doing crossword puzzles, and napping.  It must have been an exciting day because I came home to find my dad analyzing all of my Venezuelan coins and mom reading. Tuesday they walked down to the mall for a few hours. Today should be an exciting day for them as mom gets a cooking class from my housecleaner and dad goes golfing on a five star course. Just an observation, for as little as they have done, they sure spend a lot of time writing in their trip-journals. They must be learning something.