As usual, there was a rather diverse collection of rigs on both the islands and Venezuela. I took a bunch of shots as some are just interesting, many are just beat to death, and many more can't be had in the US. I though that it was cool that there were and almost equal number of Jeeps and Toyotas on the islands, but that the Jeeps were showing the most signs of wear. Some of the older Jeeps had frames so rusted through that you could see through them!
As we got farther off the beaten path and into the jungle, all we saw were Toyotas, some held together with spit and bailing wire, but still chugging along.
Another thing that I didn't take any pictures of were the profusion of early 70's big block American rigs on the islands and on Venezuela proper. These all look like they came out of Mad Max, with huge tires, bad engines and major road damage. It turns out that there are so many because they are so easy to fix and keep running...and there is a very big business in the importing or used 70's parts of all kinds.
One of the things we found out about Venezuela was that you 'buy' a driver's license and buy a car. There are no tests. There are no driving classes or schools. There isn't any insurance. There are very few lawyers. There are no rules. Almost all of the cars look like they have been used in road rallies for years and the main tool used to keep them running is a BFH.