En este lugar huele a azufre.
That was one of the funniest moments I ever saw on TV.
Galp is involved in deep and ultra-deep offshore exploration and production in Angola and Brasil. I think they've also focused in The Gulf of Guinea and Mozambique, but on that the info is not as good.
There has been some question on how will a relatively small company hold on to its recently found wealth, especially in the Santos Basin off Brasil; it might not have the structure to take such commitments. But don't forget that Galp is owned by ENI, who will unlikely give way these recent prospects.
During the early days of Chavez' rule the Portuguese community at Caracas was in majority against him. But as time went by, Chavez kept respecting democracy and the economy kept growing, so that image is not as prescient in our press today.
Sócrates and Chávez have always get along, which eventually led to the outdoor affair in 2006:
During the campaign the Chavez camp used the good relations between the two men to promote their foreign policy. The outdoor was eventually withdrawn after a call from Lisbon.
All in all, the stability and welfare of the Portuguese community in Venezuela is in the best interest of both countries, who ever rules them. Vencit omnia veritas.
It is rather the reverse of the situation in Chile circa 1972. There the intelligentsia were the supporters of Allende. Parents of one of our son's best friends only avoided having their brains blown out in the stadium because the wife, and artist, was having an exhibition in Caracas. Her husband was a TV newscaster and Allende supporter. The last I heard he was the city editor of "La Opinion", the largest Spanish language daily in L.A. He would have been much happier covering Latin America. Their son became an officer with the Los Angeles Police Department. As the Dutch said while fighting the Spanish: "It is not necessary to have hope in order to persevere."
huele = smell
Verbs are definitely the hardest in Castellan, apart from that it is a very useful language. Vencit omnia veritas.
I had one year of high school Spanish and then spent a wonderful six weeks in a micro-bus traveling from Tucson to Guadalajara and back the summer of 1967. A field biologist friend had a commission to collect butterflies from any ecological niche in Mexico. We considered moving to the Lake Chapala area when we left L.A. but the wife has no ear for languages, so we moved to Arkansas, where she has learned to understand the local accent. As the Dutch said while fighting the Spanish: "It is not necessary to have hope in order to persevere."
