Word: tamanaco
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...know better than that. You are a real New Yorker, born in The Bronx." Last month, after Kennedy had made his swing around Latin America, El Tiempo's Juan Casanova said in his gossip column, "Off the Record": "When he arrived in Caracas, at the Hotel Tamanaco, Kennedy took his own liquor to the pool, not buying in the local bars. Thus, he created enemies in Latin America...
...evening last week a well-dressed woman walked casually into the powder room of Caracas' Hotel Tamanaco, the favorite Venezuelan hotel for well-heeled U.S. tourists and businessmen. Minutes after she left, a thunderous explosion blew out the powder-room walls, shattered glass in the lobby, wrecked the interior of the cocktail lounge and injured five persons. Timed to coincide with the Tamanaco blast, a hail of fire from machine guns and mortars poured into an army motor pool on the other side of town. Troops returned the fire, and for two hours many of the expectant mothers...
...feet above the city on Mount Avila. Inside the red-plush walls of La Belle Epoque restaurant, the oil lawyers and the air-conditioner distributors hoist $2.40 martinis and down $20 dinners. Visiting businessmen snap on black ties and pad down the corridors of the jammed Hotel Tamanaco, bound for nightclubs where sleek performers dance the traditional, twirling, fast-stepping joropo to the sound of harps twanging like guitars...
From the ninth-floor presidential suite of Caracas' Tamanaco Hotel at 1:30 a.m. (E.S.T.) Thursday, New York Times Correspondent Tadeusz Witold Szulc dictated a two-word cable: "Shipment delivered." His message, received by the Times 40 minutes later, was the outside world's first word that Venezuela Strongman Marcos Pérez Jiménez had been overthrown. By the time the dictator's DC-4 took off at 2:10 a.m. for the Dominican Republic -dutifully watched from the hotel's presidential terrace by Reporter Szulc-the Times was making over its first...
...Ministry across the street. At 11 a.m. four Sabre jets, three Vampires and three elderly light bombers began to cut through holes in the clouds and buzz the city low across rooftops. "Those crazy cowboys!" remarked a watching Pan American pilot from his poolside deck chair at the Hotel Tamanaco, a mile or two away. In the afternoon, as a more urgently signaled plea for army help, the airmen strafed the palace and Seguridad headquarters, dropped four bombs (only one burst, killing no one). A Vampire, hit, trailed black smoke, landed at a nearby commercial airport...