The only way to get to Canaima is by plane, an 5 seater Cessna plane fit only for a museum to be exact. An hour after the scheduled time a 55 year old grey haired man with sundried skin showed me the way to the plane and loaded my backpack behind the seats and asked me to sit in the co-pilot's seat. As soon as he started the engine the plane was going to collapse. Everything was shaking, the noise was deafening and the cracks on the dashboard opened a further centimetre. I'm not usually afraid of planes but I must admit that I wasn't feeling comfortable in this one. A minute after we took off the grand dad pilot took out his mobile phone and started texting, then opened a big newspaper and started reading. The situation was hilarious but I didn't get the courage to take a photo of him. After I while I relaxed and started enjoying the scenery.

When I arrived in the village of Canaima from where the boat trip to the Angel Falls was supposed to start I was greeted by an English guy and a Dutch couple who gave me the bad news. The river flowing from the falls dried up and we couldn't go to the falls by boat. Our group was the first group of this year who didn't manage to make it to the falls. I knew this was a possibility but still didn't like the news. Instead we flew over the falls and got some shots from the plane and then visited Kavac Cave and swam underneath a waterfall.

View the whole Angel Falls Gallery here