Word: maracay
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Wineskins squirted into thirsty mouths; trumpets blared the heart-quickening paso doble of the brave fiesta; cries of Ole! rang across a bull ring that is an exact copy of the one in old Seville. It was the privilege of the prosperous Venezuelan city of Maracay (pop. 64,535) last week to witness the return to the ring of Luis Miguel Dominguin, 30, most artful living bullfighter, who retired in 1953 after eleven active years. The privilege cost Maracay $50,000 for two weekend corridas. That was the highest pay ever given to a bullfighter, but the promoter knew what...
...patrol cars snaked down the winding, concrete Pan American Highway. From the back seat of a Cadillac limousine, a short, rotund man in khaki took in the fleeting sights: trucks piled high with sugar cane, drowsy town plazas seared to a dry-season brown, the jet air base near Maracay, and scenic Lake Valencia, a shimmering turquoise in a chartreuse valley. But most of the time Colonel Marcos Pérez Jiménez, President of Venezuela, eyed a low, sleek, two-seater Mercedes-Benz sports car that rolled along with the cavalcade...
...Maracay, a malaria-ridden coffee town, was made the proving ground. DDT squads were recruited, and a fine, white-stone laboratory, office and warehouse were built. Some 100,000 children were examined and more than three million home visits were made. In time Maracay was declared malaria-free and the area of treatment was expanded...
...junketeers missed the overture. The furious bugling, the quick rattle of gunfire, the bomb burst at dawn at Maracay Airport barely disturbed them as they slept nearby in the sprawling Hotel Jardin. To the New York Daily News's John O'Donnell, the bomb sounded like a distant door slam. He went back to sleep...
Packed back to Caracas, the newsmen were told by amiable, bespectacled Provisional President Rómulo Betancourt that the revolt was over and that "all is O.K." in Venezuela. The 200-odd rebels who had captured the Maracay Airport gave up that afternoon. The lone plane crew that tried to bomb the Presidential Palace in Caracas had missed, and the scattering revolutionary outbursts in the interior found little popular support. President Betancourt had himself crimped rebel strategy: instead of going to Maracay for graduation exercises at Venezuela's West Point of the Air-and facing capture-he had wisely...